Another day

Will it ever finish? I suppose what I mean is - will I ever finish proof-reading this first novel?

Thoughts on a Sunday night (inc update)

My thoughts at this time of night are of my son who is in Australia. He is the sort of person who always has animals in his life (which bring complications as well as blessings). It used to be a horse but now it's a goat. I think they got the goat as a sort of lawn mower but I might be wrong. Anyhow, the goat has gone walkabout so he might be mowing somebody else's garden now....

I've spent most of today drafting Tuesday's bookchat post for Hastings Online Times. It's about marketing and even now, I don't like thinking about it (the marketing I mean, not the post).

I think it's because marketing means advertising and although it feels fine to advertise other people's books, it doesn't feel quite right to advertise your own.

Like every other writer in the world, I want to spend my time writing, not thinking about marketing but never mind. 

Photo by Edgar Chaparro on Unsplash (Sorry I haven't got a pic of Goatee in Oz, but the goat in this pic looks like a splendid old goat so he'll have to do as a stand-in.)

Red like fire or blood

Back to editing now.

Sleepless

I've made the decision so now I have to get it done - get the first novel published. 

I spent the whole of last night trying to go to sleep between titles. I'd just be dozing off when I'd think of another one. Got to write it down or I might forget it. This process repeats until it's almost morning and I'm exhausted.

top image - Pixabay at pexels.com