For various reasons (life in all its glorious unpredictability, mostly) I find myself re-rewriting my second novel.
It's not an unusual state, after all, all writing is rewriting (finally found the man who said it):
My new delivery date, to my long-suffering agent, is 18 April. Here's a beautiful image (from Flickr) for that day:
May my second novel (whose title, at least for the moment, is WRITTEN in WATER) bloom as beautifully, very soon.