Sometimes in conversation I may say random numbers, it isn’t the fact I am reciting your phone number, it’s usually how many words I’ve written that day or in a given situation. Five-hundred-and-seventy is how this New Year has started. It marks the beginning of BOOK II in the REAPER’S JOURNEY SERIES and I was thrilled to drop back into my world of Death and the afterlife. I mean, don’t get me wrong, 570 words is hardly a novel but it’s a foundation.

Since Christmas, it has been a very odd week and a bit for me, I won’t lie and there’s stuff going on that has dragged me from writing and out into the countryside. Normally people around me can tell when I need to re-centre myself or clear my head as I tend to disappear on a bike ride or walk in the countryside. I am still trying to work out a load of stuff that keeps throwing me akilter but I’m sure I’ll get there and when I do I expect I will inarticulately try and explain what’s going on.

In fairness, I expect it will probably put some explanation behind some of the ideas that tend to tumble from my imagination.

I am looking forward to writing (working title) Enchanted Souls and haven’t really set myself any real targets. I know the book has to be ready for Halloween 2019 as per my promise to delivery them once a year (yes I know I should have written all three then gone back-to-back with releases but if I don’t release fairly close to when I’ve finished it I may just shelve the project and never finish it. I’ve spent too many years wasting countless hours of work only to shelve, delete and forget many projects along the way.

I know I can be cryptic on occasion but that’s just the way I have to work sometimes.

Anyway, I need to add to my 570 words and get building the next instalment.