The schools finish for the Christmas break tomorrow. So I shall be putting the pen aside and adopting my parental duties full time until 9th January. Of course the old (and I do mean old) internal computer will continue to Whirr and any, and all, ideas will be given their own index card in the ever-expanding IDEAS box but, aside from that, the writer will hibernate and the father will waken. Have a lovely festive period everyone. Let's see what 2026 brings.

I know the map says it locates you 10+ miles from where you actually are for security reasons. But it's stuck me in a place where finding a human being is almost impossible. Ah... if only.

I'm back working on my novella after an unwanted break. After I complete the first draft I'm going to start planning out a novel. The other day I had an idea for a short story that I jotted down on an index card and safely stored in my IDEAS box. All was calm. All was quiet. Then, like a speeding train through a wall, my head was invaded by a new idea for a book. But not just ONE book, a whole series of books, with the main character almost fully formed and a hundred ideas for plots. And they're all just sitting there. Smiling. Waiting. Pointing to the IDEAS box, telling me I don't have to work on the novella. Or that other novel. Not right now. This idea... THIS idea is the one that needs all the attention. THIS idea is the road to fame and fortune. THIS idea is THE idea and those index cards aren't going to scribble on themselves. But I shall be strong. I SHALL be strong.

Quick check-in: What are you writing this week? Even if it’s one sentence, a rough idea, or something you’re THINKING about creating… drop it below. This academy grows when we show up together ⚡✍️