rush of blood

... signed a book contract today for Luca Antara ...

Maybe that's why I changed the format of this blog? Don't know, it happened before I realised what I was doing. Something about the way the white type on the black background seemed to be decaying before my eyes. Plus the prose had gone single-spaced (I think my elder son Jesse did it, inadvertently, trying to save so he could go back to playing games) and I couldn't restore it to how I wanted it to be. Actually almost deleted the whole blog, it was so tempting to hit that button: tabula rasa!

Anyway, also inadvertently deleted all my links so will now have to restore them one by one ... sometime. Everything is unstable right now, I feel like brushing off the past like dandruff from the shoulders of a black coat ... moving house, finishing (god how I wish) the (untitled) screenplay, finishing ... whatever.

I do not know what will happen in the further, as a soon to be murdered young woman said to me in almost the last conversation I had with her ... years ago now ... I haven't forgotten to remember but feel a need to remember to forget ... what?