I woke up at four o'clock today.  That's late even by my standards.  I slept through my eleven and one o'clock alarms.  Must be time for a new ringtone.  Still the hour went forward at the weekend so it was three o'clock really.  I give myself a fortnight before that excuse wears thin.  Anyway no time to work on the novel today as I have to have my dinner (cottage pie) for breakfast and go straight to work an evening shift at the Temple.  I hand over the money for the new house tomorrow and move in on Sunday.  Packing is so boring that I may actually write something this week just to avoid doing it.  I do intend to start putting in some serious hours writing once installed in the new abode.  Mind you, I said that six months ago when I moved in here... but this time I mean it.
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1 month ago
 

 
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