
I've headed off for the weekend to try and wrap up
The White Gallows for submission tomorrow. Yesterday I decided to undertake fairly major edits to the ending, adding a new scene, and thankfully I feel much happier now. I forgot to bring
Havana Fever away with me, which I'm half way through, but I did pack Megan Abbott's
The Song is You. When I'm not immersed in my own fictional landscape of Meath, I've been losing myself in early 1950s Hollywood. Talk about world's apart.
My posts this weekBlind spotsDublin port company suggests that trade is stabilisingJanuary reviewsDiaspora strategy and uneven regional developmentA map dayFarmland prices down, sales upClassic crime fiction, the first resultsThe final spot on the classic crime curriculum
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