I hardly have to write on this blog nowadays. My life is a blur and every time I stop to think another week has gone by, my children have grown more, and my book (my book!) is bigger and hopefully better than the previous week.

I have written well over 200 pages overall. On a good day, I can write 10 pages in the couple of hours I have whilst Melissa is asleep. Nevertheless, the task ahead of me is absolutely huge, and even as I go forward I realise that 200 pages sounds a lot more than it is. Perhaps the great writers can use everything they write. I really wish I had that gift. But the truth of the matter is that some days I write awful stuff and some days I just write stuff that turns out not to be too relevant to the story. On the whole, I calculate that I write about four pages of unpublishable nonsense for every good page. So expect my book on the shelves, say, 2010, (if it ever gets there at all, of course.)

Maybe one of these days I´ll publish a sample chapter or something.

Love

Sylvia