....A novel. In two days. What the bloody hell.
Beginning of September, mm? Well, at least there's more warning this time. Tonight, though, perhaps I should go out.
...It went better than I thought it would. I don't know what to talk to him about now...I suppose that'll subside in time.
I suppose it's a little relieving, but it's not over yet, is it?
First things first...that trip to London is likely going to be extraordinarily trying.