Something stuck in my mind whilst I regressed into insolent child mode (as my agent reeled off her list of demands the other day i.e; blah, blah, blah!)
"Is this the novel you've ALWAYS wanted to write?"
Well no.
And a few days later I was sitting down in front of the telly and then...
AN IDEA CAME TO ME.
I've got it.
So I screamed my happiness, gave thanks to God, thought the temptation to call the 'ex 'im indoors' (In the old days he would be the first person i'd call when a new idea hit me) and sat down and wrote. And wrote. And wrote.
It's now 5000 words later...
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