When Things Slide
I’m very conscious I’ve hardly written my blog for weeks. It’s all part of my general mental – and now physical – malaise. Things are definitely sliding away from me.
Emails are waiting for a reply; letters need to be opened; things ought to be done, and that’s without even mentioning THE NOVEL.
It doesn’t help that I’m just coming out of my fourth virus so far since Christmas – all featuring a similar cough/throat/temperature/aches syndrome. I spent a lot of the weekend asleep!
I’m not writing this to elicit sympathy (although some wouldn’t go amiss!) but in the hope that the process of writing it will help stir me into action. I need to get my novel revised and on the move.
I was downcast when I received the editor’s report and realised how much work I still had to do, but managed to pick myself up and start thinking, planning and rewriting. However, it was without much enthusiasm. Then about ten days ago, I had a bit of a breakthrough and planned a complete revamp of a chapter which I had previously only tinkered with. I knew it would improve it dramatically. I was excited. Briefly. Since then I’ve done nothing to it.
What’s the matter with me? I need a shake up. A shout out. A major sort out.
Okay, that’s helped. I will get on with it – as soon as I can stop coughing!