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In Yorkshire this week where there’s still snow on the ground everywhere, but down to about three inches now and melting fast, which makes for a mucky dog, I can tell you (as the one who has had to bath said dog for the past several days).

Life trots on. I’ve been working steadily. On Entanglement, averaging about 1300 words a day. I can’t cite progress with the story, because I’m writing it chapter by chapter (but not in order) and letting the mini-glitches with the plot smooth themselves out in the process. It’s coming on, I am far from displeased. 48,652 words, 24.3%

Have magnificent Sunday’s one and all. Raising a mug of creamy, rum-laced coffee to you. :o)