Today’s the day George and I voyage to Bournemouth, to meet up with my long-time friend Paul, who I’ve been hanging out with (on and off) for more years than I care to remember. It’s part of my ‘rehearsal’ for the big drive down to Cornwall when we head down that way on May 6th. It’ll be great to see him, and to show George around some of my University-era haunts– particularly Bournemouth Beach, which was the location for many moonlit strolls and lengthy musings, with only the waves and the sand for company.

Work-wise, things have been pretty busy– I’ve got a couple of reviews left to do, but nothing major at the moment, which is a bit of a relief. What I’m also trying to do is make it all the way through rewriting The Hypernova Gambit again, and it’s a very hard slog– keeping my confidence in the book going at this stage is a challenge, to put it mildly. Having gone through an “It’ll be published, and people will love it!!” phase, I’m now in the slightly more fatalistic phase where all I can see are the bits I’ve gotten wrong, or how my physical descriptions of locations and scenes are a little on the sketchy side (and this, in a 150,000 word book…). I just need a little bit of a lift relating to the book– and I guess I might have to be the one doing the lifting if necessary. I’m up to chapter 4, and we’ll see how things progress.

Finally, after a week-long delay, my copy of Twin Peaks: The Second Season has been despatched, and I’m deeply excited. Am regularly leaping around like a loon going “Season Two! Season Two!” and don’t forsee stopping anytime soon.