Monday Coffee…or wine!

The fan is on again.  This morning was freezing cold but now the house feels like a sauna.  So much for the end of summer!

Hi! Shimmy closer and enjoy the heat while it lasts.  Fancy a glass of wine instead of a hot beverage? I’m feeling lazy today and have decided to enjoy my Monday Coffee with you in front of the television watching Grand Designs.  I’m a bit obsessed with the show and hope to one day build my own dream home.  I have to admit, that dream seems to be slipping away as time goes by.  Did I mention that I am not a very patient person? The dream seems to be fragmenting into other smaller dreams, which we are enjoying and pursuing whenever finances allow.

One of my personal dreams was to visit the Cheddar Gorge, which I did over the summer holidays.  I am still enthralled by the photos I took in the caves and was pleasantly surprised at the clarity.

I hope to visit King Arthur’s Labrynth in Wales. I’m not sure if it is the same place but apparently, there are caves in Wales which have trampolines in them!

What dreams to you have for the future?  I’m sure I’ve asked this before.  The beauty of the question is that dreams are ever-changing, ever-growing and we tend to change them as circumstances around us evolve. So, what is your dream?  I dream of visiting Australia and the United States.  Europe would be fantastic, but I think I would prefer to try living there over a period of time.  There is not enough time in this world to do everything, but I shall certainly try to do as much as I can before the Grim Reaper calls.

Speaking of Grim Reapers, have you read my book, One Month To Live? It’s a paranormal short story about a girl whose mother who has one month to live.  Sounds a bit simple, but it has a few twists here and there.  My character seems to have a certain affiliation with the Reapers in the story and doesn’t take too kindly to one visiting her mother.  Then again, she doesn’t take too kindly to most things.

I find it hard to describe this book because it is so quirky and short.  I always fear that someone will choose it over my other books and judge my writing according to that book.  Let’s just call it my black sheep of the book family! If your interest is peaked, click on the pic below to download your copy.

“Five years I had waited for this day to come. Five years. At last, my mother was going to die!”

You’ll probably finish it in half an hour! Plenty of time for me to top up your wine glass and fetch some lovely Cheddar cheese from Cheddar and salty crackers. Once you’ve finished reading it, write me a review.  It will be interesting to see what you think of it. Right, here’s your glass; have a cracker with some cheese and I’ll wait for you to finish.  In the meantime, I’m going to research Scandinavian self-builds again.