Now this is rather worrying

In November, if you recall, I took part in NaNoWriMo, or rather in my version of it, which I think I called MyWriMo.

Although I came nowhere near the target they set of 50,000 words I did manage a good number and was pleased. Then came December and all that busyness so I put it to one side with the intention of picking it up again in January. 

Well, that came and went so I was determined to start again in February. I've managed to put it off so far but this afternoon I took the proverbial bull by the horns and opened the file.

At least I would have opened the file if I could have found it.

All I seem to have under the name of MyWriMo is a two page document of odds and ends, research I thought may be useful, and some details I wanted to remember. But of the several thousand word document that is the new novel there is no sign.

I am not going to panic. I know I saved it. I just have to remember where and under what name.

I am not going to panic. My  breathing is a bit fast at the moment but that's okay. I need chocolate. 

I am also convinced I jotted character names and ages n a scrap of paper that was on my desk. But that's not here any more. Did I imagine it all? Was it just a dream?

It must be here somewhere!

P.S. FOUND IT! It was cunningly named New book. I must try to be more sensible with my file names.

P.P.S. However now it's too late to start work on it. I have to go and make pizza topping.