A squeak in the blogosphere

Fairly uneventful day. Bumped into Reuben this morning, and we had a good gossip standing all the way from Brighton to Victoria. A beautiful morning. And in between working, I was thinking about poetry, wrestling with the eternal problem of how to make my poems, which are so disparate, fit together in a coherent collection.

Took a new pitch brief this morning, and struggling to get my head around that with The Gnome. Popped out at lunchtime for a half an hour's stroll, and the park was dotted with people sitting in the sun. Arriving home, I spoke to Anton who had been for his chest x-rays, and was now looking after the babies single handed.

Discovered in the evening that yesterday's mention of Inland Empire got picked up by the Guardian online. Cyberfame at last! IM chat with Sarah at the end of the day. And then lost track of time writing, and didn't get to bed till late.

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