Week ending 18/08/2021 ( and a post script 07/10/2021)
Progress 🙂 ‘Ka Ching’. ‘Suddenly for no apparent reason…’ I had a ‘light bulb moment’. Continue reading
Week ending 18/08/2021 ( and a post script 07/10/2021)
Progress 🙂 ‘Ka Ching’. ‘Suddenly for no apparent reason…’ I had a ‘light bulb moment’. Continue reading
Have been reading the newest layers of Hacked Apart first draft and marking up areas where more layers are needed and stabilising the facts of the beginning of the story – and I still like the story LOL. I mark them Continue reading
It IS a bit lighter in the mornings which means working on my fitness by going for a run early when doing hay IS possible without be tripping over in the dark and that would help everything else – it just doesn’t appeal! I know once I get back into it I will get a buzz from it which will make motivation but right now the ‘taking action’ bit is evading me…
Obviously I am a Work In Progress on all fronts today! :0
I have no doubt that this will be so!
I suspect my Writing Week will consist of little more than endless rewrites of To Do lists and To Do To lists which obviously may involve wax and pins if we haven’t managed to get The House out of Recovery and it isn’t breathing on it’s own – or She Who Is Returning doesn’t have floor boards in her room still.
I am taking the cowards way out and writing this a head of time – despite my dislike of all things automated – because then I will be looking forward to the next week and getting back to work.
I am always optimistic – and I have seen a bean bag chair that will ‘just go’ in my new writing cell and may by the time this posts I will have recovered from the white paint ‘snow blindness’ I suspect I am about to be inflicted with.
Amidst the craziness of living next to a building site – my once and future home – while now living and working in a mobile home – is the fact that the situation is pure Heaven – perched in my orchard next to the horses’ summer field and yesterday I took my desk out side and worked with the horses all day- me writing and them getting on with being horses.
The sky was intensely blue and the’ greens’ this side of the farm still intensely green – the bleached out tips of long grass on the old fort on the horizon cannot be seen from here, neither can the ripening wheat and the start of harvest. Here it is green and blue.
Husband prepared Ghost for the show this weekend – washing and polishing and all the usual pre show stuff – only advantage of showing trucks is no plaiting! Hoof oil is replaced by ‘Tyre Black’ – really:) But they still park in lines and sit next to them and then go for a trot up before the judge in the main ring. It is all huge fun and I kinda wish I was going – but I don’t like ‘visiting’ – go for whole weekend and join in is one thing but to ‘drop in’ feels naff…
They left and the stock, horses, dogs and I settled down to what I HOPE will be a peaceful weekend to write – and between you guys and I – I might get Buddy in tomorrow and ride. I will get the tack out for a check over today and if it doesn’t get too hot give his mane and tail a brush and get him out on a rope to play- then see what tomorrow brings…
It is probably Buddy’s and mine anniversary weekend come to think of it, I must have had him a year exactly – having said I wouldn’t get another one – and he and I are the most unlikely pairing of the small writer and the tall racehorse who hack alone for miles – we get on very well – well we did till he had to have a tooth out and refitted and then I hit lambing and the house project kicked off in April – so I think we have had three rides since New Year…. But he is right there – here – now head and lips resting on the mobile home window giving me that ‘Get up and let’s go somewhere!’ look or it could be ‘Where’s my hay?’
I hope Husband and lorry have a great time polishing at the show but I think on balance I have my prizes here and I very much hope this weekend I can chill out a bit and enjoy them.