Friday, 30 December 2011

so much for Christmas.

Whilst dodging relentless TV adverts about summer holidays I can't afford, to places I have no desire to go, I've been working. And now that I've pruned nearly two thousand 'was's' from my novel. I'm going to take a week off to do some painting then read it again just to make sure I haven't completely buggered it up.
  Passive verbs - I sneered at them. Well I sneered at them during the week. Now I sneer at them.

   Gonna get published next year. One way or another my book is going into print - paper or LCD. Preferably both.