Sunday, 10 June 2012

The tortoise and the hare.

The age old story that applies in such a wide range of situations. It applies to my current position in having almost completed my 4th Patrick Steele novel 'A Changed Reality' I want to see how it works out in the end so I'm writing faster! How daft is that?
I have moved up from between 500 - 1000 a day to almost double that but there is a little voice in my ear, becoming progressively louder, saying quality, quality, QUALITY!
Some folk may think there is not much of that anyway but as long as they keep it to themselves I don't mind.
There is one enormous stumbling block - editing! It seems that I'm rushing towards a brick wall without the protection of a safety belt or crash helmet!
Nevertheless I feel that the writing of a book has a life span and this one is coming to the end of that life.


Moody Blues version of the story.




You know he's moving fast,
But he's still going slow,
He's ahead in the race,
And there is not far to go,
And your load is so heavy
And your legs want to rest.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

You think he's way up in front
But he's so far behind.
He's asleep in the grass,
And he's run out of time.
While your load was so heavy
You never wanted to stop.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

Your friend is heavy
But he was ready
And never stopped for a while
And while you were sleeping
He went on keeping the final line in his mind.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
Your friend is heavy
But he was ready
And never stopped for a while
And while you were sleeping
He went on keeping the final line in his mind.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.



God Bless