You know I’ve been meaning to do a blog for a while. My friend Kim Wilkins writes a fabulous blog called Hexebart’s Well. I don’t really know what that means but I know that Kim (who is an award-winning fantasy writer) posts really interesting stuff on writing and her life as a writer.  I’m not so sure what I’m going to post here.  Maybe this will be an account of my attempt to write the sequel to The Girl Most Likely.  I promised myself ten years ago that I would write the sequel to that novel the year the main character (Rachel Hill) and I both turned 37.

So here we are – both 37 – and, um, I’ve written nothing.  Excellent.

It’s 8.15am on Sunday and I’m meant to be writing and instead I’m listening to Tiger Woods: The Shag Files and wondering what dessert I should make my friends when they come round for dinner on Tuesday night.

The thing I love about writing is writing. The thing I hate about writing is, well, yeah that’d be writing.  My next book is always the best one until I actually write the first sentence. Then it seems to look rather pedestrian.

Hmmm.

Happy Sunday.