AN EXTRACT FROM KENNETH ROY’S FINAL BOOK

It looks like a beautiful day out there. My little patch of sky, of which I’m inordinately fond, keeps me posted. Dr Gillen arrives with the news that my haemoglobin level has doubled in the last 24 hours and I am able to inform him in response that I’ve written 3,000 words in the same 24-hour period, and so for the moment… for the moment… in overtime what one does is savour the moment… because it’s all there is… for the moment, we’re both pleased with me.

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