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Confession
28 February 2005
I know, I’ve been a bit quiet for a few days here. There is good reason for this. I’ve been very busy: reading, cooking, planting chillies, shopping, going to the cinema, going to the theatre, going out with friends, cleaning the house, tidying up the paperwork... Is anything starting to ring a little warning-bell here? Anyone who knows me will look at that list and understand it instantly, they won’t even need to look for what’s missing.
I confess, I have not been doing a lot of work. This is of course the time when I need to work hardest, when a manuscript is long past its expected delivery date and I have nothing but debt in the bank; but my US editor has given me a generous extension for the rewrite, I don’t actually have to deliver it till June, and I’m so uncomfortable with it, so distrustful of what I’m doing, I can hardly bear to work on it at all. So I keep finding other things to do. Just not this, because I dislike making public confession of my troubles.
© Chaz Brenchley 2005
Reproduced here by permission of Chaz Brenchley, who asserts his moral right to be identified as the author of this work.