Until the end of the month, it will be dribs and drabs, but once my course essay is handed in, full-speed ahead!

One of the side effects of being a perpetual student is that I run on caffeine, so for me, writing is fueled by endless pots of Darjeeling and English Breakfast, with the occasional double espresso latte thrown in.

For this story, in additional to my usual Springsteen and Dire Straits, I'm going to dig out some of my Ladysmith Black Mombazo CDs. I want to try and get some of that African rhythm into my thought processes and see if it translates into the writing.