And when she's not writing...

 I've found myself revising writing rather than settling to new work, which I think is a consequence of the strange times we're living through. I'm dreaming of wartime situations and being pursued and I think many people are having 'lockdown dreams' of a similar sort. Not nightmares. Not enough to wake me with a racing heart, but definitely unsettling. 

I have two books almost ready to go but no feeling of urgency about them. My creative instincts are finding outlet in different ways. I've been knitting pairs of hearts for hospitals and care homes whose residents are separated from loved ones by the virus - even if they themselves don't have it. One stays with the resident/patient and one is sent to the family, as a small connection in a dislocated life.

I've been gardening like I used to when I had an allotment. We'll be up to our elbows in tomatoes, squashes and beans by late summer. Some of the tomatoes are those I bred myself.

And I've been cooking. From the lack of flour in the shops I'm not on my own! The Greatest British Bake Off is taking place all over the country. I've been making crisps too, something we've settled down to nibble on during the Downing St briefings. 

Tweaking recipes, breeding and repotting plants isn't all that far from editing! And the books will follow.

Stay safe, take care and let's look forward to meeting again in person.