The Long Road
I should really leave this page blank. That would serve my title best. Minimalist humour - I'm incapable of it! So yeah - I'm sure I read advice before I started about how to be successful at blogging, and part of it was to, you know, blog. Regularly. Often would be better. It has been …
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I have returned home from travels. I am trying to eat all the chocolate I brought back from the UK in a single sitting, accompanied by only one cup of tea, which is clearly insufficient for the task. Along the way I visited Paris. It was inspiring to see challenging art and impressive architecture, though …
For a long time I kept hoping I'd turn a corner in the editing process and find myself at the end. No such luck. But I do think I'm running the final bend now. It is one long bend. The home straight keeps eluding me, but it is getting closer. I'm getting there. Smiley face.
Warning: there shall be swearing in this memorial, as the man being remembered was not afraid of swearing. Robin Lilley was my friend. Robin was a holder of definite opinions, and was not easily swayed. It is to my great fortune that he decided that I was worth getting to know thirteen years ago, on …
So, the first blush of the New Year has worn off and it is time to make intentions actions. I am working on my book. Taking a dance class. Spending slightly less time obsessing over pool. As a result my game has deteriorated a tad. But I'm not obsessing. Trying to cut the cord with …
In the land of my birth the bells are soon to ring announcing the New Year. Scotland has a rich tradition of celebrating New Year's eve (Hogmanay) and day, exchanging presents, first footing, the whole thing, much of it now fading into history. I did get to be a dark haired youth as is traditional …
I could have said Holiday Post, and been PC, but for me, it is Christmastime. Which feels like a dodgy word, doesn't it? I thought it was made up for the song "Feed the World". Is it real and recognised by dictionaries? I should look that up. (It is in Merriam's apparently!) I like Christmastide …
Time is perhaps taken for granted too often, frittered away on frivolities. We know our time is theoretically limited, but live in a seemingly endless bubble of the mostly unchanging present. Money is always there in our calculations of what we can do with our time. Our time can be prisoner to our available money. …
I had a plan, a desire to be done with my editing and ready to go with my book by October the 31st. That is now a few days ago. I done missed my deadline. I knew I would. It did, however, make me work and advance my project significantly. Not as far as I'd …
Waiting for responses to your writing is a writers lot. Pieces you send your friends. To your editor. Finally, and most heart-stoppingly, to an agent or publisher. Or out into the world as an e-book. The ritual, I would imagine, remains the same. You tell yourself it is done, that you need to stop fussing …
