The morals of the story

I wasn’t going to do any novel-writing yesterday but after a good night’s sleep and in the middle of a dog walk I found the first chapter – which had seemed such a muddle when I left it on Thursday – becoming clearer. I even had the idea to use one of the scenes (in a different form) that I wrote last week and thought was such rubbish.

So the morals of the story are:

·         nothing I do for the novel is wasted
·         rest and relaxation can be as productive as slaving over a hot keyboard
·         at this stage of the novel things can take time to unfold – I need to trust my own natural processes.

Remember that, B.