I had big plans for this time of freedom away from girlfriend. I wanted to catch up on writing, but I also wanted to watch as much of the snooker as I could. It was bad timing. Now I make sure I don't have anything planned when the snooker is on, so there is no conflict of interests.
On Saturday 14th July 2007, I started to write a book about an island man, by writing ten pages a day. I did it for about a year and a half, more or less. This year, 2012, starting on Saturday July 14th, I'm going to scan all these pages in day by day and post them on this blog, for what it's worth.
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
Monday 28th April 2008 (pp2772-84)
That time is here again!: the end of one notebook/beginning of a new one, featuring this time drawings of a heart with a bread knife through it and a list of things to write. And that's it. (NB change 'featuring' to 'comprising of')
Sunday 27th April 2008 (pp2761-71)
Day begins with a kind of ecstatic offering of thanksgiving to the writing gods. (As I write this John Parrot describes Ronnie O'Sullivan's playing as 'snooker of the gods'.)
Saturday 26th April 2008 (pp2748-60)
'Today has been a good day for finding out what is important'. I wrote a lot. I spoke to Ed and I was missing my girlfriend, a kind of contentment therein that arose from not having the pressure of having her there to make any demands.
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