Setting off for Devon tomorrow. I’m mostly packed, but afflicted with a horrible sense of fatigue that makes me terribly paranoid that I’m not going to remember everything. At the least, I have printed out the entirety of the novel as it stands at the moment. 262 pages of very small, widely formatted single space type. The grand total? 141,000 words. And that’s still with bits missing, and gaps to fill. I’m looking forward to getting out of London, and not having to think about the book for a little while. Everything is too hot and too clammy here. Still, the journey begins.

More details soon…