Dancing the Maypole is progressing. Wednesday I finished chapter 45 and started chapter 46. Today I deleted what I had of 46, but I know where I was going wrong. At least I can write. For most of February into March I felt so poorly with a never ending chest cold I couldn’t think. The book now has 125,115 words and I don’t think it will be longer than 130,000 (hopefully less). The story is rolling to it’s last scene.
Yesterday I didn’t get any writing done because my Goblin took the day off work and we went to the beach (Aldeburgh in Suffolk). It was one of those sunny days with a certain kind of clear light that leaves the brain saturated with visual beauty. Looking out the car window, every few seconds was a beautiful picture. The weather report said it was supposed to be cold at the beach so almost no one else showed up, but it was sunny and out of the wind it was quite warm. The fish and chips were perfect. The Goblin made me laugh. At my favorite little book shop I found a lovely big art book illustrating the highlights of the Calouste Gulbenkian Museum for 2£. A magical day!
I love the pics! Keep up the writing! You can finish it! I know you can! You are close to the finish line! YAY! I love you, dear sister! I love your work, can’t wait to read your new book! Have a lovely day!
I like the pics the one with you and your husband is cute.