Well...

Well indeed. What a summer... how fast did that go? Guess what? I didn't do much writing at all... do I feel bad? No, of course not! I had a blast and spent quality time with the little ones... Also, I realised something over the summer and it was thanks to my children in a way...

I realised that a break from the project (my novel in this case) actually helps... I noticed that by the end of the hols my son was choosing to write words, of his own accord, as if the break had allowed all the information from the previous term to sink in... and I think the same happened to me! It gave my brain a rest to think and for ideas to form and for thoughts and words to sink in and now... well, now I am back..!

I have spent a week helping the house recover from two kiddies, yet it still looks a bit unkempt I know it was a lot worse pre-September term.. I have had to catch up on odd jobs and letter writing and today I had a cuppa with some lovely mums...

So, this afternoon I have written a little, thought a lot and also felt very sleepy (I blame the poverty challenge!) and since my fingers began tap-tapping away this afternoon, I realsie I have broken the block that is 'starting up again after a break'... which logically means on Monday I will write my ass off... doesn't it?

Let's hope so...

xxxxx