It's not just Friday -- it's Friday at four minutes to five. This has been a very busy week. I'm glad I had nice long stretches at the computer. Some days, the writing comes more quickly than on other days. Those telephone interviews I did last week with Isabelle and this week with Mark really helped me gain momentum on my latest book project. Though I have kind-of-an-idea about wheremy story is headed, I have to admit that this time, I am working without at outline. It's a little like crawling through a tunnel in the dark -- I can only see a little bit ahead of me. Every once in a while, I think that I should use an outline, but then I seem to want to keep telling my story instead. Maybe next week I'll write an outline -- if I do, I'll need to go back to the beginning and map out what's happened so far... or maybe I won't!

I also did some reporting this afternoon for two stories I am writing for the Montreal Gazette. One story is about how people who don't have garages get upset when someone else takes their parking spot on a snowy day. My friend Viva told me how one of her neighbours spent half an hour shoveling out her car --  only to discover it belonged to someone else!! So I went and knocked on the lady's door... and luckily for me, she agreed to be interviewed. I'm also researching a story for the Business section about a company that recycles mattresses. 

 Did I tell you that the advance readers' copy of the 121 Express arrived in the mail? It's got a very cool cover!! Of course, the rest of the world will have to wait until spring to see it! My 77-year-old dad read the advance copy of the book this week -- and he said he loved it. Must mean he's still in touch with his inner 13-year-old!!

Other news: I had five friends over last night for dinner and a cookie exchange. That means everyone made six dozen cookies -- one dozen to keep,  and five dozen to give away. So now, I'm thinking about having a cookie -- the only problem is which one to choose! 

Talk to you next week. Have a happy, fun, safe weekend.