I feel I should 'fess up and admit that I'm not writing much at the moment. In fact, I don't think I've done anything for a fortnight. I've barely even thought about the re-write. I'm just hiding behind my "period of reflection and contemplation" as an excuse for being slack. And here it is September already, and I haven't even started the next draft. I was going to have it finished by the end of the year.