I have decided to start again from scratch on my novel. I have spent most of the day choosing photographs and pinning them on my wall with an outline of character above each one. I was going to use the voice of a man but the eyes of a woman are glaring at me with such intensity - it is as if she is willing me to tell her tale.
I guess this is contentment if not happiness. I have been so utterly absorbed in my task that I have not noticed the darkness replacing the light outside.
And I heard news today that a friend has passed her PhD viva - so congratulations Dr Yvonne Siddle. That made me feel happy too.