Thursday, 15 May 2008

Slightly better shape for book?

Well, novels have arisen from smaller seeds before... I see a body dangling precariously from that dropped ledge in the foreground, a message fluttering uselessly down towards the sodden dirt; evil lurking within the tower and a crane-driver who keeps finding himself in the middle of trouble. And there should be collar-turned up raincoats and dark dry heat; lurking thugs, shots heard outside in the night, mysterious phonecalls...... a fair description of this trip really...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Who's the thug? And isn't it too warm for turned up raincoat collars? Keen minds want to know...