I'd planned that this week I'd get down to some writing in between appointments and phone calls...
Clearly I was too optimistic.
After having absorbed the feedback on my novel I suddenly went into one of those moments of self-doubt about my ability to write.
Now I get these about twice a year. I know they are quite normal, they are just 'a thing' writers have from time to time, so no panic I'll get over it.
I decided to get a competition entry ready to send off, so I started revising it and just as I finally began getting somewhere with the words, the first of my younger children came home from school- in a bad mood- so that put an end to that bit of inspiration.
But as Scarlet O'Hara said at the end of Gone With The Wind, 'tomorrow is another day...'