The
Olympics are over and so is my weeklong solitude during which I was supposed to
work hard to finish my manuscript. Needless to say, I failed. My husband
returned with a bag full of dirty clothing and a body so bruised it looks like
he has taken a steady beating with a cane – and you thought sailing is easy –
but since the crew he sailed with had reached their objective, he was satisfied
with his week. I can’t say the same about mine, although watching the Olympics
did make me happy.
It was for
the better though, or at least that’s what I keep telling myself. Since I made
a large story overhaul in my manuscript, the slower pace has allowed me to mull
over the plot changes. I have rethought quite a few things in the book and I
hope they make it better once I sit by my computer to actually write them down.
So while there is something to be said about being faster or reaching higher (and haven't I been quite a Latin buff in my titles this month),
snail pace works better for me. In addition, as my mind relaxed, I came up with
a brilliant idea for a book. The problem is that if I don’t step up with publishing
the manuscripts I already have, it will take forever before I have a chance to
start writing that one.
All in all,
my summer vacation was relaxing and fun, even if the summer weather didn’t
co-operate. But it’s over now and I need to get back to work. We’ll see how
that goes.
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