Managed to squeeze out six hundred words in 20 minutes while waiting for the Bigger Boy during his swimming class. Almost finished with this chapter, another ten minutes will end it. Maybe more, depends what feels right to build up to the accidental dangerous incident.
I hope that V and I will get in a decent writing session tomorrow at the pub. Couple of pints of beer, couple of hours, couple of thousand words, I reckon.
I took an anecdote from the real world (about the Smaller Boy) and inserted the words into Mum's mouth when she's talking about Michael (he's just stalked off in a slightly unexplained mood). I have to say that it doesn't work, which is annoying. I'm just trying things on, bit like hats in a mirror.
Had another story in my mind this week. Post-global warming, the north pole is nice and warm. Civilization is based on the north pole. But the lack of CO2 emissions is resulting in the world cooling again and their world is threatened by encroaching ice. Do they pollute to restore their climate equilibrium or move towards the equator, discovering relics of our civilization. Whatever.
V reminded me that there are plenty of other projects we need to revisit when Gabriel is done, including my murderous marketing conference.
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