days 25 April 2008
It’s turning into one of THOSE days, and a nippy reminder that you cannot hide for long from ‘real life’. I have had my five days of artistic loveliness but even on this, the 5th, day next week has started to encroach. And it is impinging on the old writing and no mistake. I have not got half as much done as i’d like. And I am letting it get in the way too, which is bad. It reminds me totally why people cut themselves off in order to finish a work. Even though I will continue to write next week (and until the novel is done) there will be so many other things able to get at me and need to be dealt with. And today is beginning to be all about the calls that are facilitating all of this incoming interference. Ah well, I’ve had some lovely days here and I hope the work has been good. I worry when I read a lot of poetry, as I have been doing here, that I take on far too ‘artistic’ a bent and come over all flowery. And I am not always the person who can see that. Well, of course, there is help at hand in the form of my lovely editor and those who will read the drafts…now if i could just finish one we’d be on the highway to happiness (as opposed to hell, which is where I have been awhile till now). One good thing is that the word count looks healthy and at this stage if that’s helpful or encouraging, which it is, I’ll take it.
