And tonight I sent the novel back to the editor, ready to be processed in the usual way. 2 years late. That’s what the destruction of your world does to you, you know. Fortunately, time and attitude are an excellent pair to build new worlds out of ashes and ruins.
The fact that I dealt with the manuscript, was able to edit and write and add and strengthen, and most importantly, really enjoyed it and enjoyed the story still, made me deeply happy in that area of my life.
Watch this space, here’s hoping I’ll be able to get properly back into writing fiction. I trust I will, one just have to be patient with oneself.