Thursday, June 3, 2010

Nearly half


If I write in this oblong, does it disappear?

I'm 35,000 words in now. Could that be half a short novel? Should I care?

I need some paracetamol. I should have recognised yesterday's signs: application form tears and a packet of haribo. I'm waiting for the post-pain euphoria, maybe tomorrow or the next day. My novel's about being a woman too.

It's being so poor which keeps me rich.




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