And I'm done

The first draft of TOMB OF THE VIKINGS is complete!

I'm still to do an actual full read through of this thing and tidy up the spelling and formatting any any other "cosmetic" errors but I'm done. 67 pages. At 6:43am.

So that "symbolic gift" I needed became something a little more practical and more of a symbol of other things in the story than I originally intended it to be. My heroine's Mum hates her wearing hoodys so I made the gift be a hoody from the (secret) boyfriend. It's white, inspired by Joan of arc, which also prompted an impromptu haircut. Also he gives her a survival knife, which she uses to cut her hair. I may change that though and just have her reach for the sword she uses to chop the Viking up. Anyway, the heroine's mother eventually says that it was nice of the boyfriend to buy it for her, which is kind of an acceptance of their relationship (you know, now that he's dead!) and of the choices her daughter has made.

My meeting last night was a no show. I was there, a little late, but I had my dates all wrong. My meeting is on Thursday. Unfortunately I'm doing an in-store at the PUMA shop in Liverpool One. I'm DJing some kind of silent disco. So I'll have to re-arrange that.

I just changed my ending. Not my ending, you know the denouement. Bittersweet. Not quite the cheese-fest I had (it even had a sunset!).

I'll have to get some sleep so I'm ready for work tonight. I'm DJing Revolution and it's a wrestling theme night. Sadly, I haven't any lycra to wear.

The missus is in bed. Been there all night. Unlike me she went to sleep at a sensible hour. I went shopping on the way back from my imaginary meeting and then cooked it when I got in. The rules are that whoever cooks, the other one does the washing up. Anyway we struck a deal whereby if I did the dishes she would make me 4 cups of tea at my demand, so long as she wasn't asleep. I agreed, we shook on it. I decided to make a cup of tea before I got started, that way later on when I was working I could just shout her and wouldn't have to break my flow. Anyway, time for my first cup of tea came and she was fast asleep.

I got conned.

You live, you learn.