After breakfast (in bed) I found my narrative suddenly split in two. I'd been charging on with one strand of my hero's story only to suddenly realise that there was a bit I needed to tuck in earlier on, so I found myself with two leading edges to deal with. It meant that the word count came a little easier this morning.
Listened to: Biosphere
Currently reading: The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster – this rather lovely edition: