Life feels good today. It's one of those rare moments when I feel everything is in balance. I'm going to savour the moment, because it doesn't happen very often.
I've been working on my novel this week and for the first time I really feel as if I'm getting somewhere. The turning point came when I realised how much I love reading crime fiction and that it's my favourite genre. I'm afraid I'm one of those people who regularly tune into those serial killer documentaries on TV. My characters have been trying to steer me into murder territory for some time and at first I resisted. Now I've allowed them to go their own way, the writing is flowing much more easily.
I've discovered I'm one of those writers who can keep almost a whole novel in their head. I develop ideas and flesh out my characters in my mind well before I write anything down. It's all 'up there' and just needs transferring onto paper. That's the hard bit, I find!
The exercise is still going well and physically I feel great too. I ran round the local reservoir again on Monday evening, was faster and it felt more comfortable. I'm now alternating running days with toning exercises, which feels about right. I've also got the food thing back under control, thank goodness, and the pounds are dropping off again. This all adds to my sense of well being. Why I can't be like this all the time, I don't know! I guess we all need periods of rest and reflection to get to a better place. Those duvet days served a purpose.