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Catch Up Coffee

Monday has been devoured by time lords and I am desperately clawing away time to catch up with you before the week disappears. Grab your beverage and let’s meet at the yellow sofa for a quick catch up. Continue reading

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Monday Coffee

Thanks for joining me at the virtual coffee house! It’s great to see you after such a long time. Grab your coffee and let’s get settled on the big yellow sofa in the corner near the fire. It’s chilly again tonight and the threat of rain is imminent, as always. Continue reading

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Monday Coffee

Hello! I am so happy to see you back here in the coffee house. It is great to see the decor has changed: the new paintwork and art lifts the atmosphere as does the new furniture. Dibs on the bright pink patchwork sofa near the bookshelves housing our resident authors’ books. If you’ve ordered your beverage, why not join me on the sofa. Tonight, we have the singers from This Is Jinsy entertaining us.

The first two weeks of studying have passed swiftly and I am thoroughly enjoying it. My love of history is growing with every assignment and meeting the other students and my tutor have secured my confidence in the course. What have you been up to over the time I’ve been away? I have been trying to keep up with bloggers and authors, dipping in and out of their blog pages and FB. If I haven’t managed to visit you or say hi, please forgive me. You are definitely not forgotten – I will get to you as soon as I can.

With us sailing swiftly towards November, my Writer’s Club at school is brimming with excitement. We have spent the month of October preparing for our exciting new novels and I am happy to say we have new children attempting the great feat of writing their own stories over the next month. Many are now veterans and are so helpful in prompting the younger ones (my youngest member is 7!) and have such a mature attitude to the writing process. Many have won prizes over the past year through different competitions run by the Young Writers. The challenge this year is going to be to reach 5000 words which is a lot to ask for any junior child. I have great confidence in them all and wish them the best of luck. Unfortunately, this year I will not be competing as it will be too much with assignments, work and the clubs.  Don’t think I could push for more things to do. Plus, it will be my birthday month!

Are you planning on challenging yourself over the month of November? What genre story do you plan on writing? Does your mind stumble and you find yourself stuck with only one idea? Well, there have been so many good ideas floating around the net about how to write and Robyn Paterson has shared great formulas on crime fiction. The best advice I can offer, if you feel some trepidation, is to enjoy yourself. Pace yourself and try not to fall too far back on your word count each day. If you do, don’t worry. Find the time to make up the word count but don’t leave it to the last week or the last few days! Try to give yourself enough time to load your story and verify your word count at the end and hey presto – you’ll be a Nanowrimo champion!

Now, let’s sit back and enjoy the last song of the evening before we have to return to our normal lives. Thanks for joining me and I’ll catch up with you soon.

 

Wine o’ clock

I love long lines of traffic, moody children complaining in the back and the scowling sky threatening to cry out to the world below. Love the stress of trying to balance a workday with after school clubs and meetings for four different children preparing for their new year in a new class (two at new schools!). Love the plucky looks of parents eyeing out my dog hanging out the back window as I park because he’s decided to make himself sick and nearly die, and me spending sleepless nights watching over him then going to work.

Yup. It has been fun. 

Suffice it to say, I am declaring it wine o’ clock and all my worries be damned! As I pour my glass of Shiraz and slip into my oversized pjs that don’t match but are the most comfortable clothes I possess, I feel bubbles of excitement fill my body. The thought of a night of relaxation with XXX on Sky (yes, of course I love Vin Diesel but not in the way you would think – I want to be him, not be with him!!) and my secret stash of Turkish Delights just waiting for me, I plan on forgetting the pending appointments for the week ahead, the deadlines on books I still haven’t finished writing and my start with the Open University where I will be studying a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing. 

Yes folks, the future may be bright and filled with opportunities, but just for tonight, I’m taking a break. 

Please, be kind and leave reviews for my books. I will try to keep posts flowing on my blog but they will be intermittent (as they have been for the past few weeks). Apologies if I miss your posts. I will try to keep up but a few will fall through the cracks. 

If you need me, send me an email or contact me through my social media sites. I’m still around, just focusing on not drowning under children, work, studies and pets! 

Hugs to you all. 

Monday Coffee

Good evening. Snuggle up and take your glass of irish coffee, for tonight we are relaxing in front of the fire, enjoying the crackling heat and warmth of a night cap. Continue reading

Monday Coffee

Hi!  We seem to be meeting in the most exotic places for our coffee catch ups!  Today we are at a party in Namibia with SerinsSphere and I must say, coffee is the furthest thing from my mind!

The venue is lovely and some friendly, familiar places have already arrived.  If you didn’t receive an invite, don’t worry – here’s yours now!

  
Okay, so now that you’ve grabbed a drink and scrumptious hors d’ourve, tell me about your weekend.  Mine has had its ups and downs, the highlight being a trip to a local country park.  We walked through fields with cows grazing and ended up at a play park where the little sprogs could run like maniacs!

Today was even better.  I spent most of it with a lovely lady putting up a mural for our library at school.  It was nice seeing some progress being made on the project.

What about you?  Did you have to work today or are you on school holiday like we are in the UK?

Now my writing on the other hand has slowed down again. My illustrator, Carol, sent me a lovely surprise today.  She’s added colour to our cover pic for A Tale of Knots (paperback version).  One step closer to completion.  Cecil The Bully is giving her quite the challenge but I have faith in her. She will find the angle she’s looking for in the illustrations.

I feel a bit rude.  The hors d’ourves plate is empty and we’ve been chatting for a while.  Let’s turn out attention to the other guests and not forget to thank Serins for holding this shindig!

Fancy topping up at the bar with me?  Let’s go! 😀 

That’s Not My Name

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Hard Thursday

I’ve been good this week.  Tear ducts were dry and barren through the prep work for Bird’s send off.  

Until today.

Today was a challenge.  So many moments flared my sensitive nose and treacherous eyes; hugs from friends, close family and loving workmates set me off like a timed sprinkler system.  I almost questioned why I had come in to work to act like their personal tragedy walking around the library.  

Almost.

It was during our morning mass, as I sat there promising myself I wouldn’t tear up, that my friend/workmate leaned over and whispered, “If it gets too bad, I’ll hold your hand.” Such a simple thing to say, but it warmed me up and made me giggle.  I could picture the children sitting at our feet looking at us as if we were completely mad.  It made me want to laugh out loud.  I realised that I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but in the fold of friends who find the time to make you laugh when tears are the easiest things to reach.

Later, I sat in the library smiling at the passing teachers and the innocent faces of the children going to class.  My mind drifted to a message a friend had sent.  She pointed out this moment in life was like Dorothy riding through the storm that whipped her away from all she loved into the midst of a tornado with no direction to get home. Emotions might be in turmoil, but you meet amazing people along the way.  People who might normally feel like strangers that are willing to go out of their way to make you feel better.  People who message to find out if you’re okay, or send food, spend time with you, send cards and teddy bears and flowers.  People who don’t really have to but they do.

Yes, the wicked witch of sadness might be circling with her crying monkeys of terror, but there is always someone there to chase her away.

I checked my shoes to see if they had turned red and I clicked them together three times just for the fun of it.  

There’s no place like home!

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One Month To Live

I wrote a short story about about a daughter following her mother’s final days on earth and how quickly the time elapsed.  From one month, it turned to far less.  How ironic is it that after writing this book nearly twenty years ago, I am living the nightmare? Continue reading