Hey, finished the first draft of ‘Some Kind of Superstar’ a few days earlier than I thought I would. It’s just a little longer than I thought it would be as well – 117,000 words.

Joel and Sylvia have found some happiness in the ending, although there’ll be more trauma and repair to come in series two, and possibly series three. Anyway, I’m depressed, as I always am after finishing a book, at the same time that I feel a sense of achievement, at the same time that I think it’s the worst book that’s ever been written, at the same time that I’m certain the book is good, at the same time that I think it is based on the most ridiculous premise, at the same time that I think it’s the most profound and entertaining story you’ll ever read in your life.