Good Morning, afternoon, evening, night. Wherever you may be.
I should be writing as I am on the metro but I have nowhere to sit. Yes, I can write standing up, but I'm not going to. Instead, as you can see, I'm blogging. I have good news and news, neither good nor bad.
First the good news. I bought some new books. They are by paperblanks. Hardback, A5, but sadly not narrow ruled. They are being a spur to my current hardback, A4, 5mm squared book. A4 is too big. I wish I had taken my time or spent a little more on getting a book that I really like. I have those now. The best thing about these books that I have bought is that they are plural. Two identical books and both in sale with 75% off. Marvellous.
That was the good news. Other news involves the character Dravis. He was too nice and I liked him too much as a character so he has done something terrible. Something that shows him in a true light.
I hope you hate it.
DR
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Thursday, 18 February 2010
Friday, 5 February 2010
Has the Miracle Happened.
I have spent a large amount of time over the last few weeks trying to get a proper integrated system between this blog, Twitter and Facebook.
I think that I have finally managed to do it.
On the book front, I am coming to the end of Dravis and Malakan and I think that I will probably be returning to Nulfaga. You know how it is, sometimes you just want to visit old friends. I should have written more than I did over the last few days. I overdid it on Wednesday night at rugby training. I think that I may have to tone it down, I can barely walk and my shin splints have flared up again. Still, every word I write is one less still to be done.
Things are moving in the murky waters.
DR
I think that I have finally managed to do it.
On the book front, I am coming to the end of Dravis and Malakan and I think that I will probably be returning to Nulfaga. You know how it is, sometimes you just want to visit old friends. I should have written more than I did over the last few days. I overdid it on Wednesday night at rugby training. I think that I may have to tone it down, I can barely walk and my shin splints have flared up again. Still, every word I write is one less still to be done.
Things are moving in the murky waters.
DR
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