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My new VAT certificate came through today, with my new trade classification of Artistic Creation. Beats the former, which was Other Computer Related Activities.

Today’s words fell easily into Scrivener. It’s a good sign, I think, when your characters start to say and do things you don’t intend or want them to.

I walk down to the Kemp Town bookshop, one of our three wonderful local independent bookstores, to buy our latest bookgroup book – Shappi Khorsandi’s A Beginner’s Guide to Acting English. The only copy they have is already reserved by Kate – from our bookgroup. They order one for me to pick up tomorrow, but I don’t come away empty handed, of course. I buy Tove Jansson’s The True Deceiver – the latest in  Sort Of Books‘ beautiful translations of Tove’s fiction for adults (she is, of course, famous for the Moomins). I love her work – the Summer Book is one of my favourite books ever.

Oh, I also buy a new swimsuit from a shop called Pardon my French. Boned, control panelled, retro and covered in cherries, it is the most flattering thing ever, and I sort of wish I was going on a swimsuit holiday this year, just so that I could wear it by a turquoise infinity pool. Anyway, the short trip to the bookshop turned out to be rather expensive, and I’ve got to go back tomorrow to pick up the book I went out to buy in the first place. Perhaps I should stick to Amazon.

Noooo.

And I did pluck up my courage and introduced myself as a local author. They said they will put CUCKOO on the local author table when it’s out.