1973

The thing I am supposed to be writing, thanks to Mummy’s efforts, is I think about done. ¹ It seems pretty unreadable to me but I hope it’s not as bad as it seems. I cannot say I feel any real hope about getting it published, let alone sold after that. The one book that I couldn’t be bothered with, even when pressure was put on me ten years later, has been a continuous success. ² But writing books is no way of making a living – that’s clear.