In the past, I’ve found that a break usually inspires me to write. A week of so away from it all usually results in one or two – occasionally even three – new chapters. I had hoped the same would happen for my current stay near Carcassonne in France, but with less than a week left I’m afraid that isn’t the case.
In my defence, we’ve had family with us up until today – including a very energetic granddaughter! Also, the weather has been exhaustingly hot, leaving my mind craving a quiet glass of wine in the cool of the evening rather than scribbling in a notebook. And finally, does it even really count as a holiday when it’s our own house and and we’re here at least four months a year?
Excuses apart, I have five days left to deliver my traditional holiday chapter/s. Family have departed, the heat is (as I type) breaking into a summer storm and some of the finer points of Book 4’s plot are starting to work themselves out in my mind.
Wish me luck!
Mark N Drake 