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Dilemma: work on novel, swim or watch football?
Fully intended getting back to novel today after work work took up all of the Tues-Fri, like it does. However, found myself weakening on way back from dropping daughter off at her old school fair. It's a gorgeous day, the trees in full rustle & just made for lazing about with the papers and a long lazy breakfast before joining in the England madness. The first game's at 2pm. On way back dropped by in Tesco to get beer and guacamole. I have to have guacamole if I watch football, don't really know why. Probably because first ever match I enjoyed, and I only ever watch these big ones, was babysitting for friends who left me big pot of it and some doritos. So, the guacamole having spoken & chilling nicely in the fridge, will have to work extra hard next week, hmm. Other thought is that the local outdoor pool, a No Go area usually on boiling hot weekends because of yob takeover, would be blissful.
Tesco was a nightmare, with a Christmassy feverishness about it but I wanted some of their choc chip cookies. I stopped off at the books as usual to examine the lie. Number 2 in their chart is a book called Queen Mum by Kate Long. I read the first page & here we go again. Another one! Already blogged about Kirsty Scott's Mother's Day featuring the name Tesco in the first paragraph, and this one, also in the very first paragraph has "....huge row in middle of Tesco about that". I think we could be onto something. Perhaps if I called one of my characters Curtis Brown, and had him living in a flat above Waterstones and living off Tesco Ready Meals (Finest) the fasttrack would magically appear.
And here's me joining in, advertising their cookies, maybe that's the way in. Unethical novelist, I could live with that. Better than broke novelist.
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