What Brilliant Friends
It’s been a hard week, beginning with the last of my World Book Day visits (I can hardly believe that this has been my third World Book Day, by the way) which was followed by hard writing work. I spent all week tweaking a short story. Goodness me, it was hard work! I reminded myself of the poet in that joke (the one which goes something like: a poet was telling a friend how hard he’d been working. ‘I spent the whole morning putting a comma in,’ he said, ‘and the whole afternoon taking it out.‘).
With the story almost done I found myself with a few little niggles to sort out. So I sent three different questions (they came up at different times) to three trusted readers. And you know what? Every one of them not only answered my question – they all went into real detail, commenting on the piece as a whole; far beyond the call of duty. (To be fair, just having them look at it was help enough and hugely appreciated.)
So thanks, folks. Big time. You know who you are.
And thanks as well to everyone who’s provided me with skipping rhymes. That’s been a massive help, and hugely appreciated, as well.
And in other news…
I’ve been reading, in the small opportunities I’ve had, The Daughter Game. Very much liking it so far.
And thanks to Gillian for this. It is a lot of fun but be warned, it’s also rather addictive. (My best’s 22secs – beat that!)