Spawn of Kongomato

I was a little worried. Even though I have three more novels almost ready to publish, I haven't actually written one for a few years. What, I wondered, if I've become so used to editing, that I won't be able to write a new one any more?

   Thankfully I needn't have worried.

   Now that someone has asked me to write a sequel to Kongomato, I put fingers to keyboard expecting nothing to happen. I even went against the grain and began to plan the novel, which is something I never do.

   But the second I began typing, a new and hopefully exciting twist occurred to me. So I just went with it, and before I knew it I'd typed five thousand words. Admittedly they were full of mistakes and really cruddy spelling but I never do anything about that until I've finished the whole chapter.

   Now I'm quite hopeful. I'll keep typing until Donna has read Three Hoodies 2 and I've edited it again a few times more. Then when that's done, I'll upload it and do what I really love: writing. Yes, I'd love a Porsche but that might take me away from what I really want to do most. And the way I drive it might be permanently.