We are like cats, chasing spots of winter sunshine in the house. Sophie's been playing with her lego, rejigging the layout and making a comfy couch for her people, perfect for watching TV. I've been absent for the past couple of days, busy with work and real life. I had three days worth of writing to catch up on this morning and it felt like a hard slog. Definitely not one of those days the writing flowed easily, but I kept going - the words 'you can't edit a blank page' echoing in my head. I managed a spot of editing this week, going right back to the first page. A new narrative voice crept in - I like it, but have to make sure it fits the entire text. Write, write and rewrite - isn't that what they say?!