Yesterday Nog and I got to talking about our novel ideas.

Last year Nog had started writing a book but somewhere along the line he ‘lost the plot’. So yesterday morning he asked if we could talk about his story – kind of a brainstorming session – so that he could work out where to go with it.

Then later on he asked me about my (eek!) book – the one I had written about 8-9 years ago. Which rekindled my interest in it (haven’t even glanced at it in years) and so I had a look at the first 15 pages or so. And although some of it is a bit cringe-making I reckon it might actually be a good thing to have as a summer project at least. Though I’m still working up the courage to let Nog read the first bit before I get too enthusiastic.

Anyhow, if I do go ahead with it there are about 400 pages to reread and then start rewriting, which ought to help while away the long, hot summer …