This week so far…

Darkness and Light…

Still a difficult time …

Mum still in hospital and a friend also died…

 

 

 

The Writing Week…

Thoughts are with the non fiction in many ways – the shape of http://mywestdorsetfarmblog.com   and whether – or not – I want to get involved with non fiction books of any kind related to farming and  rural life beyond my updates to  that blog page.

Joanna Penn has her new book – and course – out  – https://www.thecreativepenn.com/write-non-fiction/

I had been hoping it would coincide with my thoughts and it has…

I have been continuing to search for things that distract my anxiety over my Mum’s situation and have sat through a few films – ‘Wild’ being one of them though I didn’t realise the significance till I had got into it !-!  I have the Kindle book of that too and am reading it alongside the film. Another favourite escapist indulgence is anything Monty Don writes at the moment The Road To Le Tholonet is a wicked treat. Ruby Wax in various audio versions of her  three brilliant books have kept me cackling in the small hours – enough my new neighbours might be wary of this old lonely house and it’s reclusive Writer inhabitant. Mercifully the fab over the top series Versailles has returned for Season 3 so I can escape into that – at least some of the time when I cannot sleep.

I am still thinking about H2B – the fiction side never goes away – the third instalment of the trilogy I am working on – but with the garden to plant, a fox attack on my geese, little or no sleep at night, and the  ever present wondering if Mum is OK or if the phone will ring –  it is hard to escape into their story. It hasn’t gone far – just at the moment it is under the surface as I pick away at a coupe of plot issues I’d refused to acknowledge out loud to myself. Like the garden – if the seeds aren’t planted – the crop can’t be harvested but like the garden the soil needs preparation and the stones removed and the holes filled in.

That said, I should go plant cabbages… but, it’s been a bit of a morning of it – went to town after half a night’s sleep – the best recently I might add – and parked the van only to find the machine wasn’t working  I put 80p in and got £1.80 back – but it was an old pound… Then as I walked past the Greyhound I spotted a friend and his son breakfasting – they bought me coffee and we had a raucous catch up. They left and I went to WHS to get the book covering cling film stuff – only to find i had no purse… HUM – back to the car and then home – found purse and returned to town and back to WHS to buy the stuff ! Returned home to sort out my poor geese after their savage fox attack yesterday – last post I pulled out to replace I tweaked my back 🙁 – geese sitting on patio didn’t look sympathetic so I might cover those books before I plant cabbages. Or, I might sit under the moss roses and behind the rhubarb and write…

Writer’s retreat – behind the Moss roses and next to the Rhubarb… And Mont y and Sarah Don for company 🙂

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