I finished Dirty Mind. Kind of. I sent it to Malin for beta-reading. And safe-keeping. Because yesterday I was close to deleting the whole 46 000 words of it. I'm weak. And blocked. Of course, I would block myself over writing about a writer who's blocked.
Meh! Daiquiri!

I finished the last chapter of Dirty Mind today. I will rewrite it, of course, because the first draft of everything is shit.
Nevertheless, I'm celebrating by putting up some new decor in my room. Inspirational quotes usually bore me, but this one is precious.

This is where it all started.
The airport terminal in Basel, Switzerland.
The Layover is getting published in a few months, and I'm thinking about covers. Glass walls with rain drops on them, dark silhouettes against the light, and ugly purple hats.
Malin will for sure have an opinion about that :)