Any Other Business?

The arrival of my contributor's copies of Old Friends this morning had the woman who serves me at the coffee shop wondering if I wanted decaf, just for a change. Explained the daft look on my face and the bouncing about, and she suggested we get some more copies in and do a signing.

We don't get many writers down our way ...

There was further reason to be cheerful before lunchtime - after a dearth of projects over the last few weeks, two emails and a phone call have opened up the possibility of exercising the little grey cells on some new writing. The phone call even hinted at that most magical of words, 'retainer'.

Too early to get excited, though, because so often these things don't work out - more news as and when.