“Okay, campers, rise and shine, and don’t forget your booties ’cause it’s cooooold out there today.”

“It’s coooold out there every day. What is this, Miami Beach?”

I’ve been here before. 10pm. 6000 words to go to complete the book. If I can do 4000 of them tonight, I’ll be a happy man. Obviously if I can do 6000 I’ll be fucking ecstatic. But my brain feels like it’s being crushed by a shrinking coating of hard porridge. My eyes are burning. My body is rejecting caffeine, so I switch to Diet Irn Bru. Oop. No. Turns out my body is rejecting aspartame. And craving sleep. Maybe eating will help. No, I’ve already eaten. Nothing else for it – just got to knuckle down. 4000 words – a doddle. I just need to fool my brain into making it a doddle.

Ok, here we go…

(Thanks for the nice emails about everything. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d reply. But I will – I promise)

Here we go.