*creeps out of writing cave, blinking into the light*
I’m feeling rather bad because I haven’t done much on the blogging front for the last month or so, and I’m feeling
a little very unworthy of my Readership Award. Sorry guys.
The thing is that writing is going really well at the moment. Like REALLY well. It’s the writing equivalent of gambolling through a field of poppies under a blue sky. It’s awesome and exhilerating. It’s fun. I’m leaping out of bed in the mornings, hurrying to the computer so I can begin my day’s writing. And most of all, I’m happy with what I’m writing, which is as rare and precious an occurrence as a sunny day in England. And they are rare and precious indeed! Continue reading