After the mad rush of 2015 and the stunning realisation that I’d managed to type half a million words in the form of short stories and a novel, I decided to ease back for 2016 so I could spend less time with my head down and enjoy the view.
The result? In the first quarter of 2016, my word count is already at 138,000. 138k x 4 = 552K!
So much for easing back…
Could someone please pass the fingertip balm?
I'd really like to know what you think of this...