As none of you will be visiting me in hospital during the first week of November because you live on the other side of the planet or somewhere equally lame, I’ll be amusing myself in my bed by seeing how much of my novel I can get written while on intravenous morphine. Lots, I bet. Loads even. There will probably be new sections devoted to flying octopi and storms of flowers and talking lions…oh, wait I did that one already.
Also, my new superpower will be falling asleep mid-giggle. Cutest superpower ever!