Hello everyone
Life doesn't get any better. We now have only 14 days left before we are officially homeless. The council won't help us until we have seen Dan the housing officer. We were supposed to see him on 17th March but he never materialised and we've not seen or heard from him since. Every day we visit the council offices but the elusive Dan is either out, on holiday or off sick; I'm beginning to think he doesn't exist. We even tried to private rent as there are still no council properties to bid on, but they want six months rent plus fees, which equates to about £6000. We asked the council for help, but guess what? 'You need to see Dan.'
On the plus side, my novel is coming on in leaps and bounds. Nine CV'S later I still have no job, but I do have a lot of free time and I think it is keeping me sane. (It's the only thing in my life I have control over) So far it's undergone a through rewrite and is, I feel in much better shape. My characters usually bend to my will, although one has gone off on a tangent and it's nice to know, that even if Janet is a fictional character, she's having a worse time than me but at least I can help her.
It's strange how things change, that novel used to drive me to the edge of insanity, but now it's the only thing keeping me sane. In two weeks time I'm not sure where I'll be, hostel, bedsit, living in my car or a cardboard box on the common, but wherever I am you can be sure my novel will be with me.
Until nest time .... if there is one, I wish you all good luck with your writing and your life as you never know what's around the next corner.
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