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To continue the upspike in morale, I motored to Wales to stay with my friend Molly. She has a cottage and two horses, and I sometimes feel there's not much more I require from life. We tormented ourselves with romantic films, discussed boys we'd kissed ('like having my head held underwater' was the verdict on one poor soul), ate a lot of chocolate Hob-Nobs and watched the Royal Blessing. 'What on earth is he/she doing there?' was our most frequent exclamation.
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Last week was dedicated to boosting morale. Having had my novel rejected no fewer than eight times in a fortnight, I have screwed the lid back on my pen until such time as I feel galvanised into a second assault. For now, it's all about reviving my flagging spirits.
First up, an attempt to make another kind of va...See the full content of this document
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