Thursday, 29 September 2011

One dead dog away from a country song

My synopsis, that is.

The damn thing is massive, it's killing me. Am putting up a brave battle, but it's winning at the moment.

It needs to be one sheet of A4 to fit the agents submission criteria, and it's currently *cough* about four.

And what's worse, there actually is a dead dog in it.

Will not go to bed tonight until it's done.

Miles to go before I sleep...


  1. Cheer's m'dear. It's looking a bit better already, so all is not lost. Am onto a glass of wine now with it now, which always helps, no?