Yesterday, the six of us cycled along the prom. The sun was out, people were in t-shirts and there were banners outside the restaurants announcing their terraces would open from April 12th. I was so pleased for the World. Other than the menace it was facing with us: four people zooming between pedestrians; two being more considerate but whining loudly – my youngest son because he’s only ten – me because I’m unfit after lockdown; the same two falling off and more whining.
Rachel and I have been working on our website this week so we can finally explain to everyone what we’re doing. Not that word isn’t leaking out. Last week, my electrician knew.
For the writers among you, Scrivener 3 for Windows is out. For the non-writers, this the George Clooney of writing software. It’s been around for a while but has far more proponents than detractors. Anyway, I updated for £23.47 (it’s free if you bought the original after 2017). All of a sudden I have everything the Mac users have including session targets.
I’m at 26,000 words now in my WIP and praying for the momentum to pick up. Most novelists write too much in their first drafts. I write too little. But I keep going and eventually I get there.