Yeah, right, OK, I know...

Still working on it. Honestly.

ok

Okay, okay, I'm still working on it. Congratulations if you are actually following this blog. The long wait is about to pay off...

There's life in it yet...

I sat at my computer last night and re-read the entire text of ‘The Year of the Monkey’. It’s significantly better than I remembered it. I moved chapters around and discarded the ‘jumping around’ notion to make it read chronologically. It’s easier for me to work on and will be an easier read. I realize now that I have wasted an inordinate amount of time playing with structure, instead of ‘just writing’. Something has clicked, and though I’ve said this before, I now see YOTM progressing.

Therapy

Just finished reading 'Therapy', David Lodge. Not the most cheerful comedy ever, but insightful. And leading me to a re-write of YOTM. Or possibly, I realise as I write this, abandoning it in it's present form altogether, and taking half the idea to work it up into a full novel. I can't escape the fact, or course, that the endless questions and self-analysis are futile attempts at procrastination, and nothing is going to write itself.