Wednesday, October 3, 2012

I'm really hoping this isn't the only thing I post here this week but, at this rate, I'm not expecting a great deal more. I have pieces of paper all over the kitchen bench, all scrawled with rambling, half-arsed threads and all refusing to resolve into something coherent. Most have me striking out confidently from A and I can see B on the distant horizon but I have absolutely no idea how to get there. It's all moving inside my head like cold molasses. But, hey, it's moving. Around the end of the week it will all fall out at once and for a very short amount of time I will appear to be hugely prolific.