Right then. Today is Writing Day. It’s when I stop fucking about and get the long-term projects sorted and finally, after six weeks of avoiding the fucking huge Elephant in my subconscious, we have some real forward motion. I apologise to all those people who’ve watched me prevaricate and thrash about for weeks. The Crisis of Confidence has now been formally identified. It will no longer be tolerated.

I’ve set a time limit, in the hope I’ll hit before it occurs. I’ll start printing out things for my husband to read at the weekend. THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN.

Once I’ve done one, the rest WILL follow. I’ve had enough of doubting my own ability. What I have is GOOD WORK and it is going to get better. If you’ve asked to beta read or edit my stuff? STAND BY.

A change is coming.