Tuesday, 13 September 2011
The Elves & The Shoemaker
The other day a friend asked me if I had a new manuscript on the go and I said no, believing it. So I'm genuinely surprised to sift this pile of clumsy but sometimes songish drafts on my desk. How to explain it except that someone else must be sneaking in at night and writing them?
Posted by Jen Hadfield at 03:16