CLIck CONnector

Today’s Ron the Body instalment: Cass and Ron are finally hanging out together in the relationship that will define the book. And its happening beautifully. The dialogue between them flowed sweeter than between any characters I’ve written since In Move. And those characters ended up so completely true in my head they’re like parts of me.
If this is a sign of the way things are going in Ron, then I am more confident than ever that this will be The Book.
(Of course, tomorrow I’ll probably stall in mid-scene and choke and die and feel blackly despondent in that special melodramatic way we writers have.)
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I’ve been going to a lot of parties lately. Morag’n’Bex’s flatwarming, Cat’s flatwarming, George’s farewelling, and the hello and goodbye events marking Kathleen’s brief return to this country to re-enrol at Edin Uni. Now she’s back on the anthropology beat in Syria, in sunny Damascus, just in time for Israel to carbomb a Hamas leader there! Hurrah the Middle East. Lordy. Hmm. How did I get from parties to assassination in one simple paragraph? Life is incredibly strange sometimes. The parties were great!
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I have a large backlog of email. Mum, I did get your message about Tongan Ninja. I am surprised you watched Tongan Ninja. But, yay! Now I want to see the documentary…