A: A golden halo in the magic hour
T: A precious moment stolen; a hot cup of chai in peace
All quiet on the blog front this week. Along with two other authors I have been writing a book; last week we submitted our manuscript to the editor after months and months of hard work. I think it's pretty fair to say that I am exhausted. Newborn baby exhausted. Fuzzy fog and deadweight limbs exhausted. Shaking with tiredness, at one point. You get the picture.
This weekend will see an attempt at rest. Trouble is, once you've been up late, up early, firing on all cylinders for a while, it's hard to go back. And the other deadlines don't disappear, either. This isn't a moan: I couldn't be more thrilled with all this interesting, enticing writing work. I just need to find a way to make it all work. Make the work work.
Joining in with Jodi. Last week's favourites:
All three of these, but especially the first.
Bewitched by this.