The resting not for so long as intended since other writings either progressed or failed to ignite. So I returned to 'Snap is not a children's game, re-read it, adding needed detail in the early pages, aids to understanding in the later ones and removing duplication. Later chapters needed more and the final one might not be completed until I see where the as yet untitled Book Six looks like heading. (Characters caught me out in this one, either acting not as anticipated or returning unsummoned from another country.)
I counted the words as I dealt with each section, totted them up, and then the time it has taken to get from setting down its intended beginning to yesterday's final 'Save' - a mere thirteen months. Not that it felt that quick, the months and months I laboured over Theo's story, but it's a huge improvement on the four years of 'Drink with a dead man', and even more so on the eight years of 'Step so grave'
