Well, I don't know what you thought I was talking about, but I am, of course, referring to my outline. I managed another half page today and thought I was doing pretty well okay until I realised I'd gone off on a right tangent and was talking about the heroine of my next novel. Oops. Never mind, because luckily she just so happens to be the neighbour and best friend of Daisy so I think I'll leave it in so I don't get too confused when mentioning her.
It's weird because I never set out to write a series of linked books, but when a chick like Kim grabs hold of your muse and won't let go until you write her story, it's kind of hard to say no. And then of course Daisy wandered into the rock concert scene with a whole secret life of her own to tell.
It's a good job I'm a writer and can talk about my imaginary friends without being thought totally crackers, huh?