Firstly, the Puddings turned out great and I'm happy to report that not only is my Mama proud of me but she's on the mend!
Secondly, I've been feeling somewhat defeated over my lack of flow with my WIP. I know some writers will say when it's not flowing it means you gotta change something but I know it's not that. It's my inner editor taking over and stifling my creativity with ungentle reminders of what I'm doing wrong.
So last night before I went to bed I thought I'd do a bit of reading, just to relax and guess what? The writer made all the mistakes that have been sending me loopy over the last couple of days. So then I thought, well if this one has these mistakes, who else is making them? Cue insane investigation of novels searching for broken writing rules. With each discovery I felt a bit better and eventually (leaving a very messy pile of books all over the floor) I went to bed promising myself that when I next sat down to write and my inner editor attempted a coup I would delightedly show her my evidence (and then strangle her).
Well I tried it and while it wasn't as satisfying as I had imagined it, it worked better than trying to ignore her for no reason. And what's a girl supposed to do when she's feeling a tad on the bluchh side? Why go shopping of course. Don't mind if I do! Here's what I brought home. Like 'em?
Apparently they grew up together and I just couldn't bear to part them!