Here again and it is end-October now. A crossroads of sorts has sprung up and taken root in my mind of late, not that it’s a bad thing, just different. And obsessive as I am I cannot help but obsess! Obsess obsess obsess. It is like standing atop a snow pile and deciding whether or not to take off the wool coat when your toes are already starting to prickle and curl from the bite of ice. It is all very exciting, every three days is exciting and the fourth you cannot help but think, writing is so lonely. Then the fifth day comes and again the winds of excitement!!! Anyway. To bastardise shakespeare, to do or not to do; that is the question.

The answer, obviously, is of course, and of course not.