I also accidentally crashed Richard Armitage's audio book recording session at Penguin UK. He was unbelievably kind about it and he said hi to me and laughed at a joke I made and yes, I almost choked.
Dear authors: Stop. Quoting. Song lyrics. Just stop. You don't have explicit written permission from the copyright holders. You probably can't afford permission. Just don't do it.
Me: Okay, that's it, I'm sick of not feeling creative or inspired. I'm going to crank out a novel in the next six months. Let's do this.
Also me, after one paragraph:
Publishing typically slows down a bit around the holiday season, and that’s because we’re all re-watching The Holiday, where Jude Law is an editor who lives in an estate so fancy it has a name, and it just takes all of us out.
I will not be on social media until Friday because last week's Bake-Off results were spoiled before I could watch the episode and if the final is ruined for me this week I will actually cry. ✌️
Trying to get back into writing after not writing habitually for a long time feels like having to relearn the English language. My mind is blank. How did I ever do this? I used to be able to do this!