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A Swim in the Beck
The squeal of the Scalextric cars circuiting the track trickled through the walls of Mark’s bungalow and into the kitchen. Every time the car left the track, it clattered across the parquet floor. ‘Mark, if you scratch the floor you’ll be in trouble.’ His mum’s voice grew louder as she poked her head through the…
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Reading my way to writing…
Thursday 16th March 2023, WIP 42,414 words, 0 new rejections, 0 new submissions, still reading Netherland by Joseph O’Neill, Today Will Be Different by Maria Semple and listening to Still Life by Sarah Winman, 0 new book purchases, two coffees, one lemon and ginger tea, and one decaff tea, two chunks of 85% dark chocolate…
Kate