Jonathon and Erica

Brace yourselves . . . Yesterday I did some work towards Dearest . . .. Not only that, but I managed to write almost ten pages on Chapter 5. That's an extra 2300 words towards this month's word tally. As can be imagined, I'm quite pleased with myself.

Today, I managed to complete the chapter with another 1o5o words. I'm ready to start thinking about how Kiara's going to start playing with the journal, although I may take a break to work on something else for a bit. I don't know.

I've also thought about changing the name of Unknown, my tragic love story in progress. Have toyed with the idea of using Thanks for Listening, as it sounds better than the existing name. I think that it also gives a little something else to the sex scene. The reason I've been thinking about this is that I've been typing up what I handwrote at the end of July/beginning of August. Still don't feel ready to write the final bit.

Later . . .

You may be my evil half-brother, but there's no law against murdering the other half

Heard back from my interview yesterday, which is fairly impressive after only three working days. I didn't convince them well enough, it appears, but it's not a complete failure yet: they've passed my details onto another skills group within the company to see if there's an opportunity there. It's more structural work than the beach movement stuff that the first group were offering, which was where my interest really lies (I was under a misguided impression of what their Coastal Group did until I got to the interview).

This is my first job rejection. Whoop-dee-doo.