That weekend in the country was just what I needed. There's just no substitute for running around in mother nature singing Always Look On the Bright Side of Life (and whistle of course).
I managed to do a lot of rewriting today but I'm still not done. I never imagined the work that goes into a single novel. But I will get it done. I have to give myself another week so, unfortunately, my next exercise will have to wait even longer.
I've been thinking alot about it. I went swimming today and that gave me another idea for the short story. It may be going in a new direction but that's how it goes with imagination. Creativity flows like a river and it's always finding new paths.
Admittedly I am terrified of what's going to happen as soon as I'm done with my first novel. If I don't try to sell it I will never be able to spend all my time writing. I have to give it a go. It's like I read somewhere: You're never too old to grow a pair and go after your dream :-)