...or did I just jinx it? (oh that I might have that kind of power).
In my defence, it is easy to optimistic when, for the first time in O-Ten (as more and more people are referring to it), I'm drinking an al-fresco coffee - it was very nearly a beer I don't mind telling you - and scribbling furiously (crazy-homeless-loon style) in my notebook.
And what literary masterpiece might materialise ('materialise' spelt with an 's' not a 'z'...stooopid American spell-checker) from this outdoor beverage-sipping experience? Well none, probably - the scribbling is a largely incomprehensible to do list.
To-do item-1 - start next literary masterpiece...