A small snapshot of last week:

My publisher sent me a proof of Sally Abbott’s debut ‘Closing Down’

I returned to Blue Mountain and wrote more scenes for one of the many difficult characters who’ll live in the fictional town of Winton (yes, there are Winton’s that exist in Australia but not quite like the Schmidt version of Winton).

I also started notebook 4. Writing longhand. That shit really slows things down. But I love it. 

I saw these boys riding their bikes, heard them talk footy, tv and school, heard them sibling-tease each other. Old young friends. I hope when they grow up they don’t shed this particular skin of theirs. 

That’s it. There’s nothing else. I was pretty much writing the rest of the time.