Not for me, anyway. I saw someone, very famous, being copiously sick all over someone else's Porsche. I wouldn't mind if it had been a piece of junk like a Ferrari, or a Masserati or a, well you get the idea. But a Porsche! Anyway, ten inch heels aside and traffic lights that stay on red for hours while thousand of penguins in tops hats stagger blindly all over the road, it was a good day. It's not often that you see a horse kick the headlight out of a new Rolls Royce, or a drunken oaf spilling an entire bottle of Bollie inside a open top DB9. It's the little things that give you pleasure.
Got five thousand words down. Trashed them last night when I realised that I'm not writing that novel any more. Still I'm going back tomorrow. Who knows what I'll see broken or being vomited over.
Rumour in the publishing industry says that due to the Ebook phenomenon, publishers are looking for shorter books with more action. Sounds good. I've got about five novels that never got past the novella stage. Maybe I'll dust off the cobwebs and rehash them. I'm not quite sure what 'shorter' means. My stuff is usually about 110,000 words. I'll try some exploratory submissions.