Just checked my diary and, yes, I had written HOLIDAY in giant red capital letters over the next two weeks. Huh! Yeah, right! When I wrote that word (many months ago) I assumed I'd have the same quiet January I had last year, but I suppose I should know by now that the life of a freelancer is never predictable (I've been self-employed for more than 20 years after all!). I'm busy busy busy with my next book (which I LOVE) and about to begin school visits and promotion for 'Scarlett' again (which I also LOVE). I've got an interesting illustration job coming soon, for a publisher I've never worked for before, so I'm quite excited about that too. Phew! Actually a good thing I didn't book two weeks in the sun, isn't it?