Working on Book Number 2.
Someone asked me “how’s it going.”
“Like putting up a bookshelf when you’ve got too many books and an unspecified further number of them to come,” I replied.
To continue the analogy: at the moment there are odd holes in the wall, bits of metal I don’t have any use for, and people saying things like “you’re not going to leave it like that, are you?”
But one day soon, I hope to have a book shelf.