So two weeks in to Jan and approaching most depressing day of the year, new years resolutions to pot, in the midst of dreary old British winters, no sign of spring, on the drink, exercise goals a distant memory. But, in terms of crazyrez1 not doing too badly. Two weeks and 26,000 words in. Not flowing as well as the first book, War Child The Cutting, but not flowing badly either. Already beginning to think about what to write next after completing this by the end of Feb. I'm thinking a thriller or horror, got some things in mind. And then beyond that the final instalment from Kadogos. All good. Just need to stick to the other 8 crazyrez's and I'd be halfway happy.