What were you doing, when the world turned orange?

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I had heard about the hurricane, or what was left of it. The reports said it would only affect the north of England and Ireland, so I wasn’t expecting any drama.

Apart from frequently checking the trees outside my window, just in case you understand, I continued working. A couple of hundred emails later, the light seemed to change. The paper in my printer had changed colour, and my arms had adopted a healthy tan. Something weird was happening after all.

The wind was starting to pick up, huge gusts trying to rip the leaves from the trees. The window in front of me starting to creak and groan under the building pressure.

I determined to edit more of my WIP, keeping half an eye on the weather, just in case the experts had it wrong. An hour later, I had to switch on the light as the orange gloom was pervading every corner of my office. Outside, the sky looked awful, the colour of a bad bruise. It certainly felt as though hell was about to be let loose!

Work abandonned, I went outside to find myself in a vacuum, the air heavy and expectant. Then someone shouted, ‘Look at the Sun!’

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Above my head in the bruised sky, was a small ball of fire totally unlike any Sun I had ever seen. My first thought was that it couldn’t be right, maybe it was a satellite or a meteorite, burning up as it approached Earth. I mean, when could you ever look straight at the Sun and not damage your eyes?

The sky stayed bruised for some time, but the wind didn’t get any worse, gradually losing strength as normality slowly returned. The day had been eerie, weird and a little scary, as we wondered what was happening. People in the North had a far worse day and must have been terrified and our thoughts go out to those who have suffered…

What Breaks your Brain? Or have you managed to avoid Insanity and Love the Internet?

 

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Fractured…

 

 

Some of you may be familiar with most of the trouble I have had since I began to organise our writing career on the Internet. It is probably simple for all you single people out there, but as soon as you are a partnership, trouble arrives big time!

Not that we could ever separate our writing business, not even to make our lives any easier. It is all far too complicated, but it works for us though, so that’s good.

We tried having separate websites, so as not to overcomplicate everything, but as we share a PC, this didn’t seem to work. Plus it was twice the work. So we reverted back to having a joint website on Blogger.  Still managed to confuse half the population, including ourselves, but all our links seemed to be working. But it still didn’t feel right, so I approached WordPress and discovered that we could actually share a website. How very civilised.

I have since managed to share Anita’s Facebook too.

Goodreads almost cater for the two of us, and we have our own pages, but only one of us can have our blog showing.

There are still a few places that refuse to understand, that although we share a PC, we do still have separate email addresses and passwords. I won’t name and shame, but they have driven me mad for the last time and I have resigned myself to sharing these awkward sites under Anita’s email address.

It goes without saying, that if I had known this marketing and promotion lark was so complicated, I might have had second thoughts, but on the whole, it has been interesting, and dare I say it, fun? The fact that I am almost certifiable is unimportant, as I think you have to be barking mad to approach a computer in the first place!

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When I saw these lovely fractured pictures the other day, I was fascinated, probably because half the time, my brain is in pieces too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Time to Think Again!

 

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A new week starts, a time when my enthusiasm usually renews itself, but there is a noticeable lack of ‘get up and go’. It was more like, ‘get your arse moving and see what you can muddle through this week!’

Last month’s USB failure, resulting in the loss of three weeks work, has left a sour taste in my soul, leading me to wonder if I should even be doing any of this promotional stuff. I have ended up juggling so many balls; I am in danger of losing sight of the original dream, consumed as I am with the need to find that one magic ingredient that will make it all worthwhile.

It is always possible that I am not destined for greatness, and I am happy to realise that. Relieved, actually, but that will not stop me from trying my best, and improving my work. (At the time of writing, I plan to re-edit my books and update the covers, blurbs and keywords. I have been having a long hard look and not entirely happy with what I see!)

Little by little, I think I am beginning to lose my edge, the ability to juggle everything and still keep my balance. I seem to recall that this has happened to me before, a long time ago. I was in a relationship, and as long as I obeyed the rules and performed as instructed, I was grudgingly allowed to breathe.

Of course, the day eventually came when I needed more than that when I was tired of the constant struggle to be the person that was required. This wasn’t the first time I escaped from tyranny and it wouldn’t be my last, but eventually, I found a better way to live.

My present struggle is beginning to feel the same, and the need to escape is growing again. This presents a problem, for I don’t want to run away from most of it. I have to find a compromise, a way to keep our options open and the dream alive. I have to stop trying everything and anything, looking for the golden goose, who, for all I know, gave up laying eggs a long time ago…

New Review for The Scarlet Ribbon

Just have to share the news! Anita’s book, The Scarlet Ribbon has just received another lovely review!

 

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Top customer reviews

on 15 September 2017
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
It’s rare these days to find an original concept in fiction but Anita Dawes has created an unusual story here. Maggie has been knocked down by a car and is in a coma, aware of her surroundings but unable to communicate. While in the coma, she also occupies an alternate world somewhere between life and death. Here she meets David and Annie, two characters who will continue to haunt her when she emerges from her coma. The novel is beautifully written and the characterization is strong; the reader is rooting for Maggie from the start. It took me a little while to get into this story but from the point Maggie comes out of her coma I couldn’t put it down. The whole premise is thought provoking and I’d particularly recommend it to people who are interested in concepts of
the afterlife. In particular, the ending will stay with me for a long time.