Ok I can't write a novel in a month, I just can't...

but it certainly helped me to start well and I am going to keep on with it. If I hadn't got so much work for university I think I could have given it a good shot but this month has been so busy.

The children all have a little social life that I have to help them attend. It is exhausting just driving them around and sorting out their many demands!

Word Count today? 40

and they were:

'At odd times she would pick up the tarot deck and pick a card, willing it to tell her the answer, solve the confusion of her past, or predict a solid point in the frightening empty canvas of the future.'

That took long enough, and it is utter nonsense really, today has been a writing disaster. And now to bed...