under another sun

Monday and finished off a mind map about the podcast branding and sent it to Robin. Also had an idea for a short story, which I had to get down too. It was partly brought about my one of my frustration dreams, and an incident in a Kafka story I read at the weekend. I have never been able to finish either The  Trial or  The Castle , as they make me feel incredibly anxious. I finished re-reading Metamorphosis at the weekend. This is such a perfect story in so many ways. It seems to me so many of the anxiety dreams I have been are absolutely Kafkaesque.  Tinkered with the plot of Invisible Grace, which is the name of the follow up kid's story. I am going to keep going. A chat with Anton this morning, on his way into an actual office for the first time in months. Sugar soaped the bathroom downstairs in preparation for painting it tomorrow.  Received an email from Lynne in Paddington wondering if I had any availability this week for them. I said yes. They were not askin...

Shot up to that London today. Met Lynne for coffee and cake in the Paddington agency. She said her little girl was asked her for some waw'ah (water) the other day, like the little Londoner she is. Lynne is taking her back to Fiji in December, I suggested she needed to dunk her into the south seas to wash all that London out of her. Reading glasses exploded off my face on the tube, on the way home. One of the corner screws pinged out never to be seen again, and a lens dropping into my lap. Comedy gold for fellow passengers. But meant I couldn't read for all the journey home, a bit of a pain as I had carted lots of material with me. Lorraine brought me home a pile of children's books. Today I read was from the eighties, and called   Room 13, which was set in Whitby and reminded me of a holiday L and I spent there with Sam and Jade and Beth and John. Ended in the children putting a stake made of Whitby Rock through the heart of a vampire, which was good fun. Tom here th...