I thought things were going too well
I should have stuck with my earlier post. My day job has reminded me just how busy it can get and I haven't been able to type anything extra to the novel since the last posting. Still hopeful I might get some good time in this weekend. The planning stage for novel number three is well underway - the lead baddie won't leave me alone. It's going to be another horror with a good deal of it set in Solihull in the 1970s - wonder why that is? could I have been a kid in the 1970s and in Solihull? Hmmh! Odd that. I'm getting the feeling the gap I was intending to leave after the one I'm trying to get finished won't be an option. The big bad wants to come to life.