Well, thank you for asking, it's going very nicely. In fact, the first round of edits are just about done! Yes, done!!! Mwahahahahahahaaaaaaaa....
Ahem. Sorry about that. And the twitch. It's probably best not to come too close when carrying liquids. Or anything, actually, in fact, don't come too close at all, I have spent a considerable time on my own and may react suddenly and violently if anyone ARRGGGHHHHATTFGHHHHH!!!!!!
Oh. Whoops. It'll sew back on a treat, though. Probably.
Anyway. I hope you all had a terrific Christmas. I had one, I know I did, it was around here somewhere a minute ago, I just put it down and turned around and..it must have rolled under the sofa, I'll have a look later, it can't have got far, but mostly there have been words.
Many words. And here, to prove it, are some of them:
Liam raised one eyebrow, archly and knocked his hair away from his face with the back of a wrist. “He’s in our system. And there’s only one way that could happen...well, no, there’s two ways, but one of those involves Daniel Craig, two albatross and an enormous quantity of rubber bands, so I’m betting on you being involved.”
There. That proves it, doesn't it? Real words, in proper sentences, that quite make up for the Christmas that fell under the cushions. Or maybe it got eaten by the dog, that happens a lot in my house. Now, if you'll excuse me, I had better get some Pledge on this manuscript and buff up its paragraphs before New Year, otherwise that might be another party that I hear from a distance whilst barricaded inside my room...actually, good point, must check whether the door is nailed shut from the inside or the outside...