After three slow spring months I had written no more than 16,000 words of “Crystal Nights”. It is a novel which begins with a short prologue in Berlin 1938, and afterwards it continues in a tiny, Danish village – thirty years later.
During the first week of my holiday I reached my first goal: 20,000 words before the end of June. I know that I also need to relax, get out, be with my family etc, so my next goal is just to write 500 words every day in July. So 35,000 words by the end of July – at least.
And as you know, I also write other things in between. I have made up my mind to blog three-four times a week, or whenever I have something to say (to give me plenty of time to write crime fiction). Besides, I promised you a summer story the other day. I woke up Wednesday, let the puzzle pieces you had given me slosh around a bit in my morning-dazed mind and jumped out of bed, eager to write a complete Rhapsody Gershwin mystery before I forgot all
my our brilliant ideas.
So if you want to see what Rhapsody made of all your excellent clues, come back Monday. Did I remember to tell you I sent her off to the CrimeFest city of Bristol, by the way?