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Does anyone else get these? I've had them every year for as far back as I can remember. It's a great month for writing - not having kids, I don't go on holiday in August, and nothing much else is happening. Instead I get completely blocked, and spend my days playing chess with a computer program which always beats me. Last year was the only August I've ever managed to write anything, and that's because I managed to get myself commissioned to write eight poems, with a deadline in early September. Now that I'm an academic with, in theory, time to write in the holidays, I'm desperate to write a novel, but I haven't written fiction for about twelve years, and can't remember how. So I scrap each new beginning and try to write poems, only to find I can't remember how to do that, either. The only consolation is that the Welsh countryside is in easy reach, and for some reason I don't regard time as wasted when I spend it walking in the hills. And things will get better when autumn comes, always my favourite season and the one that gets me feeling energetic again. The trouble is, I won't have so much time then. Best wishes Matthew %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%