That is just what it feels like today. Coming up for air...
Rising to the surface for a lungful of glorious, fresh air after long hours at the keyboard editing.
Don’t get me wrong – I like editing. I respect the journey to making a manuscript better and have written often on this blog about the process. But I do also find editing all-consuming and sometimes infuriating so that I always feel this huge sense of relief when I finally email the draft to my agent or editor to read.
I sent my edit off yesterday so today is the day for bursting to the surface of the water. To breathe in deeply. To sigh.
Also to COOK....
No coincidence that my debut novel is called Recipes for Melissa. So today I printed off one of the recipes from the script for my lunch. A steaming bowl of soup which I took out into the garden to eat because, despite the cold, I really needed that fresh air. The sense of the outdoors. The sense that, for now at least, I am on a very temporary break from the writing.
I say that on the strict understanding that blogging doesn’t count, of course. Blogging is just chatting with you lovely people. Soup. Fresh air. Little bit of a natter. What could possibly be nicer than that?