It’s that time of the years again. This time exactly two years ago I was sitting in my East Dulwich flat, hacking away at the manuscript for Bringing Nothing. I just looked back at the version from December 15th – near enough this point – and the document was a little over 25,000 words in weight. Which meant I still had around 75,000 words still to go before my 31st December deadline. 4,700 a day, near enough.
Of course I didn’t make it – the final manuscript landed on my publisher’s desk in the second week of January – but as authors and deadlines go, I didn’t do too badly.