The Crown Chronicles part 1
I am now getting cold calls from my dentist. Well, not cold exactly. If I'd known who is was, I wouldn't have answered but I assumed it was just another estate agent ringing with some hopelessly unsuitable house.
Instead it was the dentist warning me that all their prices will double in April and so 'we thought you might like to finish your treatment before then.' This is the crown I was meant to have before Christmas and keep putting off, despite the ache.
I know, I know. It's pathetic. A grown woman with a fear of the dentist. Once I went eight years without going.
Anyhow, the thought of it being painful AND costing double has finally forced me to go next week. Does anyone have any tips for calming yourself beforehand? Rescue Remedy doesn't even touch the sides.
In other news, I've printed off the first (nearly) 40,000 words and am going to do some editing over the weekend. I've been working out some of my supplementary characters' journeys as well. Like Brown Owl's Guide to Life, the new book has two timeframes, present-day plus an early 80s narrative, so I am trying to plot connections and make the transitions smooth and also increase the resonance. I never really used to do this kind of work in this way, but I do think that as I become more sophisticated - or at least, as I want to try new things to keep my own momentum and enthusiasm - it becomes more important to strive to add meaning, without swamping the story or becoming too portentous.
On the leisure front, went out last night with my friend for a curry in central London, but we are so sad that we both actually prefer Sainsbury's Sag Paneer to the restaurant version, which was cold and a bit tasteless. This weekend, me and boyf are hoping to head up north to see some people. Trouble is, snow is forecast so it might be a rather arduous journey. All it takes is four flakes and the British transport infrastructure goes into meltdown.
Lovely Link of the Day:
More than anything else, I associate Martin Amis with teeth, having read Experience in which he goes on at length about his root canal treatment. I bet this is not how most people think of him and only proves my shallowness. Searching for entries on this one I found a horrible piece from the Guardian about British Teeth. Yuk. This is not helpful.
I have also just finished The Lincoln Lawyer. Actually I finished it at 2am today, just after a power cut which made me convinced an attacker had pulled the plug and was about to break in. Not helped by the fact that boyf had gone on big night out. Great book, incredibly tense, even though it's not a genre I usually read.