Well, I tried.

I've lasted three days. That's not bad, I suppose.

But the laptop has drawn me back - not for the 3rd draft of The Secret of Mhorrer (which I'll be starting at the end of the month, no fear) but for a short story/novella I dreamt up this lunch-break called A Well in the Flesh. It's a countryside horror story and a departure from anything I've written in the last eight years - and very different to The Secret War or The Secret of Mhorrer.

An antidote if you will. And I've just written 3,000 words for it this evening.

Like I said in the previous blog entry, I'm weak!!!