Harvest
Things are going to change around here. I began work this morning, and those precious first few hours of the day before the world encroaches which had been the sole ownership of this diary are to be given, now, to the novel I’m editing for serialisation. It’s called, The Moderns. I’ll say more about it once I’ve got a launch date in sight. Instead, this diary will have to find its place squeezed in between getting dressed and going out - this morning to run errands and pick up B’s girlfriend and be back in time for Sheryl, an hour of somatic experiencing with the master.
Shall we check back…
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