I have had shocker of a weekend. My friends are looking after me and I'm reading one of my favourite comfort books, Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfield. I'll be myself again soon, I think. I'll explain another time, but it hasn't got anything to do with my writing.
This really brightened my Saturday morning, a present from the lovely Lenore:
I have been so anxious to get a copy of The Line and Lenore was lovely enough to send me her spare copy all the way from Germany. In return I sent her my copy of The Monstrumologist, one of my favourite books from last year. If you haven't read it and love Victorian Gothic, you simply must. It will give your vocab a good workout too.
Thank you, Lenore! You continue to be the most generous, warm-spirited blogger I know.
