All the Fun of the Fear

I have done 50,000 words. This means that if I can no longer write the book after today I should get half the fee and my name mentioned somewhere on the book. I have no idea how the material I have produced will go down with the publisher. At least one person who has seen it has described it as ‘flaky’ and that is hardly a good sign. It is certainly an idiosyncratic crime book. Aside from the libertarianism and socialism riffs, some of my Leif motifs are smeared across like bloody handprints on a glass table. No other organized crime book would feature mentions of The Avengers, Tonton Macoutes and Margaret Thatcher.

If my bowels still worked in a normal fashion, I could say I was shitting myself about the return to hospital today. As they don’t, it is all the fun of the fear without the trips to the toilet.