Crystalised

So, I've decided to do another horror. I lied after Said the Demon that I wouldn't do it again but this has actually turned into more of a thriller because I couldn't cope with the scary bits. There are still two more scary bits to do. Involving attics. Now this means I don't like going to my bathroom at night because that's where my bloody attic is. For some reason, I enjoy making my own home the scene of stuff that scares the crap out of me. Glutton for punishment but I like to think this is different enough for me to get on with it.

I still think the whole idea was born from sunstroke after wandering around Pompeii in 35 degree C heat for nearly three hours. Why else would Hank make me write about a story based around a nightmare I used to have as a child? Meany Hank. And it's mostly from the view of the hero. Yeah, I don't know how that works but it's working. I'm on track to finish by the end of this month and it should be ready in time for Halloween. All the little plot lines are falling into place especially the end which was a legal and immigration nightmare that I've finally unravelled. Time for me to re-establish my wimp status! I'm so excited that I'm writing again after a long week break that I am actually willing to be frightened. Whatcha got attic! No, I'm sorry attic I didn't mean that. Anything hiding in there can stay there. It's good. I'm all good.