I’ve almost reached the 33-week point in my pregnancy and I’m finding that I have to take things a little more slowly. I thought I’d share with you the reason why.
This is my excuse for the delay in finishing the manuscript of The Dream, the sequel to The Dress. I’d hoped to be nearing completion now and launching it on Kindle, but it’s just not as easy as it used to be to sit at my desk and tap away at the keyboard for long periods of time. I find that I need to get up and streeeeetch very regularly – or adjust my pile of cushions.
At the same time, I feel a huge surge of creativity. But it’s a wider, free-associative feeling rather than that quiet focus from which I usually write. I want to draw and paint and knit. I want to tidy and reorganise all my shelves and books and writing journals and boxes of art materials. I want to redecorate the bathroom. I want to nest.
