Today, I was brave in my writing. I have been floundering a bit with my novel, to be honest. I feel a little stuck, and I hate feeling stuck. More than feeling stuck, though, I hate sitting down to write and not even knowing where to start. But today, I sort of embraced the feeling of floundering. I managed to flail around with great gusto today, and even got some words on the page whilst doing so! A real victory, that.

That’s all for now. I’m off to savor a chapter of a book before embarking on a trip to Dreamland.