Nail Biting Wait

As I mentioned in my last post, Gary kindly agreed to read something of what I have written. So yesterday I spent all day, and I mean all day, from 6.00 a.m. to 11.00 p.m., re-writing the opening to my book.


I hadn't revisited this section for ages. Indeed, when I originally wrote it, my ideas for the plot were a long way from that to which I am working now. As usual, the process resulted in dramatic cuts. I am beginning to think that writing a book is akin to playing the accordion; the text seems alternatively to expand and shrink every time you work on it.

I have sent Gary the edited section and now await his comments.

Fingers crossed.