Marching on...

‘He’s back...’ The words weren’t Shelagh’s, but Marie’s. Even in the near darkness of the cell she’d spotted Eli the moment he’d slipped in through the door. Now she dug an elbow into Lizzie’s back, ‘it’s Eli Lizzie, he’s back...’

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Four names in 29 words is something I usually try to avoid, but sometimes you just have to go with it. It's been a difficult couple of weeks to be honest, 60 pages and an outline of the story opening. It's the research that's proving to be a problem, though this exercise was simply 60 pages, and then we're given the thoughts of a professional writer.

It's hard this Masters business, harder than I expected, though I guess that says a lot about my arrogance. I've really struggled this term, and at one point I really thought I wasn't going to make the 60 pages. Strangely the three girls had the pages complete a week ahead of schedule, the two guys are still working on it today, less than 24 hours before hand in.

Can't relax just yet though, still got work to finish and hand in, but completing the 60 pages is such a huge relief.