Yesterday was not much of an success, but great fun.
I decided to take a day of writing (I'm on holiday, one of the perks of being a student) and spent some time with a friend doing what we almost always do when we meet up: bake.
We poured over some newly acquired baking books and decided that we would try our hands on making bread. I mean how hard could it be right?
Well our problems started when we couldn't find the right ingredients so we decided to improvise and buy the next closest thing... which was probably why after we spend a long time kneading the bread ( till our arms ached ... I'll never underestimate a baker's strength again) and even a longer time letting it rise... it... well didn't. The dough was supposed to double in size but stayed the same.
We decided to make some bread anyway which unfortunately were a bit hard... and heavy ... both in the hand and on the stomach (We bravely tried one).
Yet it was still great fun and fortunately we had some back-up brownies (our specialty).
I went to bed yesterday with the great expectation of waking up early and dedicating myself to editing 20 pages or so of my first novel.
--Instead I woke up late, spend the entire morning watching Sherlock Holmes behind the scenes and then found I had a massive headache and went back to bed.
(On the left here our finished product from yesterday)
Fortunately I feel fine now and will wrap up this post in order to go back to my story. I find editing really hard especially because my attention span isn't that great and I tend to find a million fascinating things to do instead of editing.
Which is why I am now holed up in the attic with strict orders on my family not to bother me for anything except maybe tea.
I hope everyone is having a lovely week and is having more success with writing than I have at the moment! (I probably should turn of the internet as well)