Flying Pigs

Oh. My. God. Rowan Coleman’s Short Story Competition CLOSES on FRIDAY. And where am I with my story? Well, I can’t tell you that cause my memory stick isn’t working on my computer here at work. And typically that’s where it’s stored!  That’s so annoying.

So, yeah. I really need to get a move on with this story. 4 days. Eek. Agh. Ahhhhhh!

Should be writing, not blogging…

Really should be…

But I can only access the story from home, so may as well carry on with this blog (don’t say I never try though!).

I’ve read so much this weekend. I had to work Saturday and Sunday on job numero 2, which was horrible, but it mean that I spent more than an hour on the tube a day – reading time! Plus the weather was so nice when I got home on Saturday, I went and sat in the park with my book. That means I’ve nearly finished The Memory Collector by Meg Gardiner.

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Ok, I’ve just had a break and finished it. I’m pretty sure a thriller like that isn’t supposed to make you cry – especially not when you’re sat in the work canteen. I always see it as a good thing though – it means I’ve connected with the characters and I care. I did. Her next book in the series, Liar’s Lullaby, is available to buy now too. Can’t wait to read it!

Damn, I’ve just realised I need to do a review for The Memory Collector for my Thriller & Suspense reading challenge. Not until I’ve done my short story for Rowan Coleman.

I’m pretty sure that’s all I can waste my time writing about. I’ve been doing an early shift today, which means I will actually have an evening to myself tonight. I’ve been planning on going to the gym, but my back’s hurting so I’m not sure if it’s a good idea. Maybe I’ll go home, have dinner and write. Maybe pigs will fly… (and you were wondering where the title came from.)