Slow brain week

Ideas are thin on the ground this week, I barely seem able to compose a new sentence, and life isn't quite as sparkly as it is when the words are flowing easily. But all is not lost. That just means it's time to put on the editing hat, pull out all those first, second, third and whatnot drafts of stories that are settling/hiding in shame, and start shredding sentences, removing words, polishing prose, and mercilessly killing my little darlings for the greater good of getting them published.