Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Working day

The channel is more or less clear of the debris that choked it last night. The sea has been calm, even though the overall tone has been steely grey. Wife was out doing her voluntary thing this morning, so I had the place to myself, and miracle of miracles, came up with a story thread that would move my novels narrative along. Progress was made, and the bare bones of 2000 words was laid down, which should flesh out into 5000 once I've sorted out the next plot development. What with one thing and another, I haven't been able to get the whole plot picture in my head. It's not that it's too big, it's me.

When Wife returned we spent time working out how to accommodate Mother in Law and two students in our small apartment over Christmas. A B&B up the road will help, but I may end up sleeping in the car with snow all around. This is not good. Well off sister in law has a place up in town, but no one is sure if she is going to be around, so we can't rely on her. This is going to be an expensive and cramped Christmas, and precious little writing is going to get done. Wonder if I could bunk off fishing? Wrap up warm. Sidle off at daybreak with the dog. Go dangle my rod in the water. Got to be worth a try.

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