Friday, December 4

YEAR:  2020 | Tags:  | | |

The woods, 12:57


Snow has fallen all morning as I write away. Deciding that I need a break I wander to the edge of the woods to watch a man wheeling an empty baby buggy towards me.

I imagine the baby leaping out unnoticed and vanishing between the trees for a life of adventure with the fox and the rabbits. I think to alert him to the fact that his baby has gone missing and decise against it. He does not look very jolly.

I have finished my book proposal and I spend the afternoon going over it one more time. I have had to include the introduction to the book as part of the package and so I have written a 4,000 word essay that tells the story that the book will tell.

I will submit it to Routledge at 16:25.