Wednesday 3 February 2010

Arrived home...

to find a form rejection from a lit agent. Unsigned - they hadn't even bothered to lick the envelope which was gaping open.

[insert insulting expletive]

Still waiting to hear from the other, of course and in the meantime, working hard on research for the new novel. We're home! (FX: Large crowd shouts 'hurrah') It's snowing! The door man has just arrived to fit our latches!

Such excitement. I fear I shall go mad.

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