Right...this really is it now. There are piles of boxes all around me, the pictures are down from the walls, we have turfed out all the Use By 2004 food items... We really are going. And later today, I'm going to dismantle this desk and pack up the pc, ready to take to our new home. I'll miss working up here in the loft. I've written two, nearly three, novels while we've been here and over fifty children's books. This space was where I clawed back some sanity, climbed up the metal ladder to come and write while my partner looked after the kids. It's where I've met you fellow bloggers and swapped stories. It's where I've built up my career.
I don't feel so sad about moving any more. Now that the house is looking so stripped and bare, it's not our home any longer. I'm excited now - ooh, a new start, what's going to happen in this new chapter?? I wonder what I'll write in my new office. I wonder who we'll meet and make friends with. I wonder how we'll fit in to our new community. I wonder how we'll look back on this summer. It's exciting, being on the very edge of something different. And our new house is empty and silent, just waiting for us to fill it with laughs and shrieks and pounding footsteps...
So, this is my last post for a time. But don't worry, there's a brand new website that will keep you entertained while I'm away. It's called Bookarazzi, and it's a collective effort, written and run by a group of bloggers-with-book-deals. You can have a look here.
See you soon!
No more wardrobing
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