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A perfectly lovely review of Night Moves here.  She liked all the stories, but really loved Chiaroscuro. This was a nice boost as I'm in the horrible black place at the moment - don't know if other writers end up in it, but it's the place after the elation of finishing something and before the excitement of starting something new. It's dark and it's the place where everyone (imaginary everyone) tells you you suck.

Not that I don't miss Mother every day, but I miss her particularly for coming up with an idea that I can run with. I do have an idea, to be honest, but it think it might be just a bit too slow, being literally two men together for an entire book and no-one else. 

Anyway. T'is late, am off to bed wish I had something more exciting to say!