Happy New Year!
After the train wreck that 2020 turned out to be, it's great to welcome a fresh, new year.
Who knows what 2021 might hold... I wish you all the best for it!
With it being the holidays, I've been reading a lot more than I usually do and have been getting through a book a day for the last few days. This was yesterday's book, and one I really enjoyed.
Dante is seventeen. He's just finished his exams and is eagerly awaiting the results that will tell him whether or not he's qualified to go to university to study journalism. The last thing he's expecting is his ex-girlfriend of more than a year ago to show up on his doorstep with a baby in tow. A baby she claims is his, the result of his one and only sexual encounter, a brief, disappointing drunken few minutes at a party.
Claiming she needs to pop out and get some nappies and other things for the baby, Melanie leaves Emma with Dante for just a few minutes. But then she never comes back. A phone call hours later tells Dante she feels unfit to be the baby's mother and she's leaving Emma with him.
Dante's world - and that of his brother and father - is turned upside-down. Nights out at the pub with mates are suddenly off the table. So is university and the career Dante has imagined for himself for so long. Reality is suddenly teething, crying, trips to the park and the endless anxiety that comes with bringing up a child.
While Dante is struggling with the realities of becoming a new father, his brother Adam has his own problems. Openly gay, he's a target of local bullies, but keeps it to himself because the worst of the bullies is Dante's best friend and Dante has enough to deal with right now.
This is a brutally honest book about the challenges of becoming a parent too young. It's also a book about learning to communicate with the people you care about and to accept change as inevitable. Dante and Adam are real, flawed characters, but by the end of the book you're really rooting for them to overcome their various challenges and find their places in the world.
I really enjoyed it.
But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:This is the explosively page-turning new novel for teenagers from the author of the award-winning "Noughts and Crosses" sequence. You're about to receive your A-level results and then a future of university and journalism awaits. But the day they're due to arrive your old girlfriend Melanie turns up unexpectedly ...with a baby ...You assume Melanie's helping a friend, until she nips out to buy some essentials, leaving you literally holding the baby ...Malorie's dramatic new novel will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the final page.
I'm on summer holidays now (although the weather doesn't seem to think it's summer - I'm sitting here in the clothes I write in during the winter this morning as the wind howls around the house) so I'm trying to keep goals to a minimum.
I finished the edits on Chasing the Taillights and sent them off to my publisher on Christmas morning so they wouldn't be hanging over my head for the rest of the holidays. So now I'm free to do whatever I want for the next couple of weeks.
I plan to send off a bunch more queries for Standing Too Close before we go away on Saturday, but other than that, I have nothing writing-related planned. In fact, this week is all about getting the house sorted out. I've hired a carpet cleaner for this afternoon and hope that might help freshen up the living area.
What are your goals this week?
Goodreads has just sent me a handy wee infographic about my reading habits in 2020 so I thought in lieu of a single book review today, I'd share my year in books with you. There appears to be a lot of re-reads in there this year, something I put down to the lockdown period when the library was closed and I was forced to explore my own bookshelves again.
So here's my 2020 in books.
If Goodreads has done the same for you, why don't you share it in the comments. I'm sure people are looking for good books to read over the holidays.
One of my fellow Evernight Teen authors is joining me on the blog today to introduce her new book, My Dark Fairytale.
Blurb:Monster or hero?
My mom used to tell me about those things. Fairytales. The stories of an average person and their happily ever after. No matter the odds. The beautiful princess always found her prince. A handsome hero would come and whisk his heroine bravely from any danger. There were big dresses, shiny shoes and an ending that promised they’d be happy forever. Who wanted to be a princess anyway? They always needed rescuing. I grew out of that crap real quick. Down here, I had to.
I lived in the Colony.
I was named Larkspur seventeen years ago. My mother gave birth to me in a world of darkness and criminals. The Colony was deep underground, removed from upstanding citizens that followed strict rules about morality and the law. Blah, blah, blah. All I knew was that from the moment I drew my first breath, she cared for me. She didn’t leave me to the freaks. How bad could she possibly have been on the surface to be sent to the Colony pregnant?
It wasn’t easy being a kid when the sky was hard rock. The toys were sticks and there was no such thing as safe. I’m making it sound like a horrible place to live. Well, it was bad but at least I had my mom. Sometimes a new person would be sent down here and they weren’t so bad. Of course, over the years the good people were killed. That made it difficult to keep friends. I was a loner, although my mom liked to call me a survivor. Eh, you know, Moms.
The Colony was a labyrinth of tunnels. Most of them were all rock and dull lights. There were the deepest parts that no one ever tried to explore. Sometimes I’d hear screaming from in there. Not a great place to search. We all called it the Deep.
Anyway, today was meal day. I got up extra early. My dark hair was braided down my back. I wore all black clothes, sown together from rags so they weren’t all true black but damn close. Blending in with the shadows was a skill of mine. It saved me a time or two. My feet were bare but that’s how I liked it. Over the years down here, I learned to deal with the harsh rock walls.
Our home was this alcove in a tunnel. It was enough to fit both of us. Sure, it was dirty and dark but it kept us hidden from any predator that happened to roam. Mom still slept as I slipped out of the small opening that would be considered our front door. It was small so we had to crawl out. My hands sunk into the warm dirt that concealed the tunnel floors. I glanced to my right. The lackluster lights showed an empty path and a few feet down the tunnel was where the lights were swallowed up by complete darkness. That would be the part we didn’t get close to. I checked to my left, two men shuffled by and dipped into a shadow.
There’s one more peculiar thing about me. You see, I wasn’t exactly normal. I mean not in the complete sense in the word. I don’t know if I was some sort of new type of human or a mutation or what. I faced the wall and focused on my fingers. My nails elongated and hardened. They turned into a dark brown, almost black, like the rock around us. I did the same with my toenails and forced them to lengthen. I simply climbed up the wall. Okay so it wasn’t that straightforward but when I was younger, they just sort of formed. Like I said, I’m not sure what I was but it’s not as if I had some kind of freaky tail or anything.
I ascended. My claws sunk into the rock and kept me from falling. In only a few seconds, I hiked along the ceiling. The people that walked in the tunnel were oblivious to the freak crawling above. The movements were second nature to me now. It took a lot of practice. I couldn’t even count how many times I messed up and landed on the tunnel floor, crying out in pain.
I rounded the corner, hugged the rock and let the shadows hide my form. Meals were sent down a huge tube into the center chamber of the Colony. It was kind of like the main gathering place for all the criminals. It was also the most dangerous. Sometimes men formed groups, like gangs, and an entire tunnel could break out in fighting. There wasn’t much order. It was the biggest first because they usually fought their way to the food. The newbie’s would either learn to eat less, starve or try to prove how tough they were.
Me, I was the smart one. It must be a gene from my mom because she didn’t talk about my father much. Hell, she never talked about my father. Every time I asked she’d clam up. There was a story there and I’m not too sure I wanted to hear it. I crept along the ceiling as the tunnel opened up. This was where the lights were the brightest and the reason I came the earliest. I made my way to the hole in the rock and eased into the food chute. I concealed myself on a ledge here. All I had to do was hold my makeshift bag out and collect as much food as I could. No fighting, no blood and no problems. Although, the older I got, the smaller this damn ledge became. I felt like a huge beast trying to tuck myself away. Once I squished myself in there, it was a waiting game and watching.
And I always watched ... him.
Well, I did it. I finished #CatholicSchoolLesbians yesterday.
It's kind of crappy and too short and will need a lot of editing, but there are some good moments in there (I hope). I'm going to leave it alone for a few weeks now and then go back in and read the whole thing and make a plan for how to edit it into something worth reading.
But for now, I need to focus on Christmas and the holidays and what we are going to do with them.
What are your goals this week?
I really thought I'd finish #CatholicSchoolLesbians over the weekend, but I'm not quite there yet. Somehow the two chapters I thought it would take to get to the end have turned into four or maybe five.
So the goal is to finish it this week. I don't have a day off to write, but hopefully I can get it done over the weekend.
The other goal is to finish my Christmas shopping. I'm very close because people don't really want a lot of things this year. But it's nice to have something, even if it is a token.
What are your goals this week?
This post is part of Lexa Cain's blog hop, Celebrate the Small Things. Head on over there to sign up!
What am I celebrating this week?
I haven't quite finished #CatholicSchoolLesbians, but I wrote another 6K+ on Wednesday and feel like I'm probably only two chapters away from the ending. Plus maybe an epilogue. I think I can probably finish over the weekend which is perfect because I can then leave it alone over the holidays and come back to revise with fresh eyes after the summer break.
It's only three weeks until Christmas, if you can believe it. I really need to do some thinking about Christmas shopping at some point. I keep thinking things at work might clam down a little as we head into the break, but it doesn't seem to be happening. Thankfully I'm not hosting Christmas dinner this year, just breakfast. I am going to need to do some thinking about that though, because we don't finish work until 1pm on the 24th.
How are your Christmas plans shaping up, if you even have any? This year I can't take it for granted that anyone does outside of my own country.
What are you celebrating this week?
It's the first Wednesday in December so it's time for the Insecure Writer's Support group!
This month's question is:Are there months or times of the year that you are more productive with your writing than other months, and why?
Well, I hit 50K on #CatholicSchoolLesbians on Saturday, and wrote a bit more on Sunday, so I think I'm on track to finish the whole book this week. Hopefully on Wednesday when I've got the day off to write, but if not, over the weekend.
I feel like I'm in a good place to finish. I just have all the Shakespearian misunderstandings and death to get through.
Then there's going to be a ton of rewriting and revising. I already know I made a whole bunch of wrong turns in the story which I will need to fix. But at least I have a story to fix.
What are your goals this week?
This was a very quick and entertaining read about two ex-friends on a road trip to get an abortion. It doesn't exactly sound like it would be a laugh, but the situations these girls got themselves into were often hilarious. Especially with Veronica's douchebag boyfriend in hot pursuit, desperate to stop her from getting to her appointment.
And boy is he a douchebag! Any guy who fucks with birth control to get a woman pregnant on purpose is not a guy you want to stay with.
Veronica is actually kind of a bitch and I didn't really warm to her until the moment her boyfriend revealed his treachery. And even after that, there were a lot of moments where she said and did things I thought were extremely selfish. But by the end of the book she had redeemed herself somewhat and I didn't dislike her nearly as much as I had.
All the time I was reading this, I thought how great it would be as a movie, so it was no surprise when I reached the end, to discover the writers are screenwriters. The whole book plays out like a comic road movie with a few serious undertones. And I believe it may be made into a movie at some point too.
It's basically a story about female friendship and over the course of the book Veronica learns how to be a better friend after learning what true loyalty can be.
I'd recommend this one if you're looking for something quick and light that doesn't take too much out of you. It was kind of exactly what I needed this weekend.
But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:Seventeen-year-old Veronica Clarke never thought she would wish she’d failed a test until she finds herself holding a thick piece of plastic in her hands and staring at two solid pink lines. Even the most consistent use of condoms won’t prevent pregnancy when your boyfriend secretly pokes holes in them to keep you from going out-of-state for college.
It's the final week of NaNo so my goals are much the same as they have been through November: keep writing.
I hit 44K yesterday afternoon, so I'm on track to finish NaNo this week. I will probably even go over the 50K mark before the end of November, although I'm not sure I'll reach the end of the book. I won't be far off though.
I have purposefully kept most chapters a few hundred words shorter than I would usually write them so I have room to add stuff while I'm editing later. And there is going to be a lot of editing. I've realized a lot of things about my characters as I write that I didn't write in earlier, so I will have to go back and make sure those things are clear.
So this week's goal is to get to that 50K and if possible finish the book. I'd like to be able to leave it for a few weeks over the summer break so I can come back to it with fresh eyes in the new year.
What are your goals this week?
I think Abigail Johnson has become one of my favorite authors. I've read five of her books now and every one of them has totally kicked me in the feels. She writes characters who are very real and puts them in the most difficult situations, yet somehow they always seem to get through them in the end.
In this one, a girl is dealing with her beloved older brother being in prison for murdering his best friend. Initially Brooke didn't believe it was possible, but when Jason confessed, it was even worse. She and her family are now almost entirely isolated from the rest of the people in their small town and unable to move on.
Things change when Brooke runs into the murdered boy's younger brother Heath. Despite being wary of one another, the pair soon find themselves drawn to meet in secret. No one else can understand the different, but similar losses each has experienced. They both know how horrified their families would be if they knew they were meeting, so every one is heightened by this understanding.
When Brooke visits Jason in prison and he says something that leads her to believe he and Calvin were not alone the night they fought, she clutches at this as a way to prove Jason's innocence or at least find out more about what actually happened that night, how the sweet, gentle brother she thought she knew could do something so monstrous.
As she digs deeper into the mystery, she discovers that truth may be more painful that the reality she has been living with since the murder and the collateral damage to those she loves might be devastating.
I loved the way Heath and Brooke's relationship developed. It felt real and organic and almost inevitable. Both had such raw, visible pain that came from a shared source. Only they could understand each other and what they were living through.
I also really liked the different relationships Brooke had with her brother and her younger sister. It was clear the three siblings were very close, but also that they each had their own relationship with the other. The sense that that closeness was lost was palpable through the book, as was the pain their parents felt, even as they dealt with it in very different ways.
So, if you're like me and love books that explore the complex dynamics between siblings, families, friends and lovers, this is a definite recommendation from me.But don't just listen to me. here's the blurb:
We're past the middle of November already, if you can believe it.
This week's goals are very similar to last week's: to keep writing my NaNo book. I finished the weekend with just over 31K and my goal for this week is to add at least another 10K. Which should be achievable.
A lot of it isn't great, but I feel like I'm much more in the story and in my characters' heads now. The writing has been really easy the last couple of days which is always a great feeling. Hopefully this will continue as I get into the really messy part of the book. The truly Shakespearian stuff.
And that's about it for goals this week. Keep it simple, right?
This book sounded fascinating, and in some ways, it was. In others it was a real disappointment.
It's called a thriller, but it really isn't. The thriller element is part of a second narrative that runs alongside Arty's story about leaving the idyllic community in which she'd grown up. I won't say much about it because I'm sure the author meant this part of the book to surprise readers once it becomes clear what is going on in this second story.
Personally, I just found it annoying and confusing, but I can't explain exactly why without giving away the surprise. Sorry to be vague, but I'd hate to spoil the book for anyone...
Arty is a fascinating character to explore as she discovers the world outside the clearing in which she grew up. I felt like maybe she adapted to the outside world too easily, that she'd been taught so much about it by the adults in the clearing it wasn't quite as alien and frightening as I imagine it really would have been.
More realistic is Arty's lack of distrust of the people outside. She has only ever lived with people who are peaceful and loving so doesn't have any understanding of the danger people can present or the kinds of discord that can exist between them. I would have expected the people in the clearing to have warned her about people on the outside, scared her into being terrified of their worldly ways and their decadent consumerism. But they clearly didn't, because Arty trusts everyone who speaks to her.
As she moves through this strange new world she's discovering for the first time, she learns about betrayal and distrust for the first time, but still seems to manage to be upbeat and sunny. There are also some unbelievable coincidences that help her on her journey, but I could almost forgive these because they seemed to work with her character.
Overall, I thought this was a fascinating idea that just wasn't executed as well as it could have been, Which in many ways is the kind of book that frustrates me the most - so much potential wasted...
But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:A commune hidden from the world. A terrible accident. A lifetime of secrets to uncover. The new YA thriller from Emily Barr.
It's all about NaNo again this week.
I managed to get just over 18K written in the first week, but I know I'm not going to get that much done this week. My goal is to get over the 25K mark by the end of this week, which should be achievable.
And that's really it.
What are your goals this week?
It's November, so this week's goals are all around NaNo. I had hoped to write 5K+ on the first day to give myself a big cushion, but only managed around 3,500 in the end. My goal is to hit 15K by the end of the week. Possibly more, if things go well on Thursday and Friday when I'm off work to write.
I think things will go relatively smoothly once I get through all the introductory stuff and move into the real meat of the story. Right now I'm still working out the two girls' voices and introducing the key characters - all the stuff I'll probably end up cutting out in the final draft.
What are your goals this week?
This isn't something I would normally pick out to read, but I love Libba Bray's books and she blurbed this, so I thought I'd give it a go. And I'm glad I did.
Set in a world that is kind of like the one in The Handmaid's Tale, this book covers a little over a year in the life of Tierney James. She's sixteen, and in her County, girls are sent away for their sixteenth year to "get rid of their magic". Before they leave, they are betrothed to one of the eligible men in town and expected to come back and be good wives and mothers.
Only each year, only some of the girls come back and no one speaks of what happens during what they call 'the grace year'. There are rumours of course - it can't be helped when the apothecary is filled with jars containing various body parts of untouched women that are used as medicine. Plus one of the ways men living on the outskirts of the County earn money is as poachers who sell these girls to the apothecary.
Tierney expects the most difficult thing about the Grace Year will be the hardships of living in the woods, but is confident in her abilities in that area. Her father has prepared her well to survive in the outdoors. There are the poachers to fear too, but what Tierney doesn't anticipate is the other girls and the madness freedom from their constricted society brings on. It becomes clear from the first night they spend away from their families that not all the girls will return.
I won't go into any detail as to what happens in the woods because that would spoil it for you. But it is unexpected, even if some parts of the story don't make complete sense or feel unsatisfactory in some ways. Overall, it was a real page-turner and I really enjoyed it.
Until the ending, which didn't feel entirely satisfying to me. But maybe I was expecting too much... Or just something a little different to what actually happened.
But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:No one speaks of the grace year. It’s forbidden.
It's the week before NaNo begins, so this week is all about clearing the decks to make time and space for writing the new book. That means finishing up anything else writing related so my focus can be entirely on the new book when I start next Sunday.
Unfortunately the weather has not been ideal this long weekend, so the gardening that so desperately needs to be done is still not done, but it will have to wait until December now. Unless I get a few really good writing days in there and am way ahead. Or if next Saturday is fine enough to get some done after the rest of the housework.
What are your goals this week?
This was an interesting read about finding your identity and why it's sometimes better not to meet your heroes.
Juliet is a Puerto Rican who has grown up in Queens. She's just finishing her first year in college and hasn't yet come out to her family despite having a girlfriend she thinks is pretty serious. She's about to leave for the summer to intern with the feminist writer who has changed her outlook and decides to come out before she leaves. Her mother won't speak to her which isn't the best way to leave home for the first time, but Juliet feels like she's done the right thing by telling them and heads to Oregon.
As soon as she arrives she feels like a fish out of water. Harlowe is an ethereal, weird hippie and the work she sets her intern is vague and unstructured. And then there are all the complicated relationships in Harlowe's life that Juliet becomes entwined with.
As the summer continues, Juliet's eyes are opened in many different ways. Her heart is broken and she learns that nobody is perfect, even writers whose ideas challenged you to change your way of thinking.
I loved the way Juliet grew during the course of this book. She started out so clueless, but ended up with strength and wisdom that would carry her through the rest of her life. She began as a child and grew into a woman who, while not wholly confident, was way more sure of herself than she was at the start.
If you're looking for a book which asks some big questions about identity and race and your place in the world, this may just be the book for you.But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:
This week my goals are pretty simple.
I aim to finish the MS critique I'm doing for a friend. I got just past halfway over the weekend, so I figure I can do the rest this week.
I have sent out a second batch of queries for Standing Too Close. I also got my first rejection. Does anyone else find it really freaky when you send out a query and get a rejection within a couple of hours? I always expect it to take a couple of months!
I signed the contract for the new book to be published, and it looks like it will release in February or March 2021. More about that later. I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that edits won't come in until December so I can keep November free for NaNo.
I'm trying to work out my plan for NaNo. I want to try and take a couple of days off work each week to work on it, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to. I guess if I can get even a single day some weeks, that will help.
What are your goals this week?
I managed to fix my screw up with the word 'that' over the weekend and even sent out a few, first, tentative queries. Terrifying! I never thought I'd be doing that again, but here we are...
This week I need to write a synopsis since way more agents seem to want one now than they did the last time I queried.
I also have a beta read to do and a couple of other little bits and pieces of critique work. I need to get all this done before November hits and all my spare time is taken up with NaNo.
I would also like to send out another small batch of queries this week.
So that's me. What are your goals this week?
Well, I think I did it. I think I finished Standing Too Close. I just have to go through and finish removing all my 'crutch' words and those little things, then I think I'm done.
It wasn't even as hard as I thought it was going to be. And I didn't add as many words as I thought I might need to.
So the goal this week is to finish the final polishing and start researching which agents might be interested in a story like this. I'd like to send a first batch of queries out next weekend.
The other goal for this week is to write my little summary of Juliet & Juliet so I have that ready to go when NaNo starts. I may even start writing a few scenes before November because 50K is not enough words to finish a novel. It never hurts to have a few words already written before you start so you're not starting the month staring at a blank page.
What are your goals this week?
I'm ashamed to admit I got no writing done over the weekend. All the time I had was taken up with family stuff and chores, which is annoying to say the least!
Especially since I spent time on Saturday going to visit my father-in-law in the hospital, only to discover when I got there that he'd been sent home. So that was time I could have spent writing which instead I spent on buses and walking.
But on the plus side, at least he's back in his own house which has to be more pleasant for him. Although as he lives alone, I do worry about him. We went to visit yesterday and he seemed very tired and a little frail which is not something I've ever thought about him before.
Which leads me to this week's goals... To actually finish the work on Standing Too Close. And I would also like to scribble down some notes about the plot of my Juliet and Juliet romance in case I decide to write that during NaNo. It feels more and more likely that this is the story I'm going to tackle and in many ways, I feel like it makes more sense because this is a book with girl protagonists and A Stranger to Kindness is another boy book like Standing Too Close. I can't help thinking it might be good to write some girls again for a while. It feels like a while since I did that.
So that's me this week. What are your goals?
I've been a huge fan of Andrew Smith's books since I stumbled across Grasshopper Jungle several years ago and thought it was one of the most bizarre, inventive and plan fun books I'd read in years. Rabbit and Robot is very much in the same vein and it's going to be difficult to talk about without giving away too much. But I will do my best...
Set in a future where war is a daily occurrance and most of the world is on fire, Cager and his friend Billy are among the few people in the world who are not either robots (cogs) or those who programme robots (coders). This is purely because their fathers are the uber-elite, super rich who have built the system. To keep the human population under control, a drug called Woz is administered freely.
Cager is not supposed to use Woz, but out of boredom he started taking it and is now an addict. To try and wean him off the drug, Billy and Cager's carer Rowan hijack a luxury space cruiser for him to detox in.
Unfortunately, as they are prepping to leave the Earth's atmosphere, Earth implodes under the weight of too many wars, leaving the three men as potentially the only human survivors. The spacecraft is well suited to sustaining human life long-term. A full staff of cogs is available to serve and food and drink can be printed to order.
But something has been let loose on the spaceship. Something that makes the cogs behave in an increasingly bizarre manner. And who are the human girls on board that Cager alone can smell? Will they be able to help Cager and Billy escape a lifetime trapped in space?
There is so much to like about this book. From the fully functioning cogs, each of whom has one defining characteristic - cheerful, depressed, know-it-all, outraged, horny - to the visit to the ship by another species of alien who claim to be fully responsible for the human race. And then there's the French-speaking amorous giraffe...
Cager is kind of an annoying protagonist. He's spoiled and weak and unable to do anything much for himself. But it's clear this is not really his fault. His parents have brought him up this way, allowing Rowan to be a surrogate parent/valet/man-servant all in one. They've even paid kids to be friends with Cager and Billy.
To give away more would be too much, so I won't go into much more detail. Just know that everything that happens in this book is surreal, strange and immensely fun. I wouldn't recommend it to everyone, but if you like quirky, extremely imaginative stories, this one is for you.
But don't just listen to me. Here's the blurb:Cager has been transported to the Tennessee, a giant lunar-cruise ship orbiting the moon that his dad owns, by Billy and Rowan to help him shake his Woz addiction. Meanwhile, Earth, in the midst of thirty simultaneous wars, burns to ash beneath them. And as the robots on board become increasingly insane and cannibalistic, and the Earth becomes a toxic wasteland, the boys have to wonder if they’ll be stranded alone in space forever.
Once again my goal this week is to finish my new draft of Standing Too Close. I'm not any closer to reaching that goal than I was on Friday because my weekend kind of got thrown out of kilter when my father-in-law (who is 92 today) was put into the hospital.
So now I am going to have to try and get the work done in the mornings, evenings (if I have the energy) and possibly next weekend, although I have a feeling my time will be taken up with Peter quite a bit then too. What is it they say about best laid plans?
On the plus side, this book has been hanging around for so long now, I suppose a few more weeks isn't going to kill it. My deadlines are my own, not anyone else's, so if it takes me until the end of October to finish, I'm the only one who will be disappointed.
Anyway, that's my week. What are your goals for the week?