Jaye’s Journal: 11th ~ 16th June

 

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MONDAY: The new week begins and I’m not having a great time of it. The pain in my back continued over the weekend and shows no sign of abating yet.  I will try to carry on blogging as usual, despite being in agony, as I intend to keep up our presence on the web and work on my WIP, for it will give my mind something else to concentrate on. I’ll update you on this theory later in the week!

TUESDAY: The muscle spasms seem to have stopped and I am glad about that, but the pain continues.  Anita offered to massage my back with the Ibuprofen Gel and found some of the muscles in my lower back knotted into hard lumps. I am deformed!

My mood has sunk to a new low even for me, as I feel so helpless. The high spot of my day is staggering to the loo after climbing the stairs on my hands and knees!

WEDNESDAY:  I received a telephone call from my GP. The results of my recent urine test show a nasty kidney infection, so maybe the pain in my back isn’t from juggling couches after all! Antibiotics are winging their way to me, so relief should be arriving soon after with a little bit of luck.

THURSDAY: Another depressing day. Pain is no better and the frustration of being unable to do even the simplest thing is taking its toll. Everywhere I look, there are jobs that need doing, jobs I just cannot do at the moment and I want to scream, as in my depressed state I imagine I might be incapacitated for the rest of my natural life.

FRIDAY: I awoke the next morning with a strange revelation. The pain seemed to have receded a little during the night. It might have been my imagination, but it did feel different. I realised that it hadn’t hurt so much during the night either. One hour later, I knew something had changed. The crushing pain had indeed lessened and walking to the kitchen didn’t have my body begging to sit down.

Against Anita’s better judgement, I decide to have a shower, as I desperately needed one. We have a strong handrail over the bath, so all should be well. The pain passed an opinion on my activities later on, but even then, it wasn’t as bad as it has been.

I hope that I have turned a corner and will be back to normal in no time, although I do know I will have to be patient! All of which is a pain (no pun intended) as I have discovered that my muse has gone into hiding. Apparently, she doesn’t do pain!


 

 

 

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Jaye’s Journal (28th May~ 2nd June)

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Last week began like any other, full of optimism and plans, doing what I love.

I had finished re-editing Anita’s book, Simple and created a new cover for it last week.  I haven’t updated the paperback yet or sorted out Goodreads. Changing anything is so bloody complicated, and I constantly worry about forgetting some minor (or major!) detail.

Up to 30.000 words on WIP now, and the further into the story I get I find out how inadequate my storyboard is. I ended up spending an afternoon updating it!

The cast of characters are running amok, and I thank God for Words search/find function, it makes it so much easier to find and check all the names and places.

I think I might be creating a monster, as this book has more characters and chaos than any of my other books. It’s a bit like being in charge of a runaway train!

Why is it that we plod along, thinking we are doing such an amazing job networking and writing when the marketing monster arrives and calmly informs you that your feeble efforts are rubbish?

But if you have limited funds for any paid advertising, what else can you do?

To cheer myself up, I watched copious amounts of the Chelsea Flower Show, as all those lovely gardens and flowers never fail to lift my spirits.

 

Moving on in a slightly more cheerful mood, we had a family birthday this week, involving a massive collection of family members. Will this be the year with no upsetting arguments, I hope so!

Towards the end of the week, I developed a very painful back. I have to walk almost bent double and painkillers are having a limited effect. Walking is out of the question but at least I can sit on the couch and at my desk, so might be able to get some work done!  We will have to starve until the situation improves, as I’m the only cook in this establishment. I’m trying not to feel guilty about this, but I’m not happy about any of it.

I assumed it had probably happened when I carried the heavy garden waste sack out to the kerb, something I have done many times before. It was only later when I remembered what we were doing the week before, that I realised the real reason for my pain. You remember, those couches we were juggling in and out of our house?

Proof positive, if it was needed, that it is time we started behaving like the old women we are before we break something permanently!

 

#Jaye’s Journal (looking for peace)

 

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After last week’s frantic juggling with not one, but two couches, I intended this week to be rather more peaceful. Maybe I could catch up with some writing?

The garden was happy, as I had cut the grass the week before. The hedge could do with a bit of a trim, but as there was still a bloody great couch in the way, that would have to wait. I did manage to spend a lovely relaxing afternoon repotting some of my bonsai, so they were happy too.

What followed was a week of odds and sods, some writing and more updating of Anita’s book Simple, which was written way back in 1992. It needed a full edit as I was amazed by how much better I edit these days, thanks mainly to Grammarly I think.

I tried to come up with a new cover for Simple, but inspiration seemed to be in short supply.

I am almost half way through PayBack, my WIP and already I know that the edit for this one will be a killer, as I think I may have over complicated it. There is a small mountain of notes and amendments already.

Somewhere along the way, there has been a noticeable change in my thinking this week. I have been worrying less for a start, about everything. If I don’t manage to get every little job done by the end of the day, I am strangely not annoyed. I have always been my own worst enemy, but lately, I find myself thinking, oh well, and moving on. I mean, what does it matter if something isn’t done today? No one will be rapping my knuckles, and that old guilty feeling seems to have taken a walk and I won’t miss it.

It could be something to do with my age, and the imminent arrival of being unable to do all the things I used to do. My eyesight doesn’t help. It has deteriorated to the point where I must take frequent breaks from reading and the TV.

Hopefully, I will have some news about the cataract removal soon…

Our Review of Flotsam and Jetsam by Jim Webster @JimWebster #FantasyFiction

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Description…

Benor arrives in Port Naain intent on the simple task of producing a handbook for merchants. Then there is a murder, and a vengeful family who will stop at nothing to silence those who found the body. Suddenly Benor’s life is no longer simple.

 

 

Our Review

I have read several of this author’s fascinating stories featuring the poet Tallis Steelyard, his wife Shena and all of his friends. I am always delighted and amazed at the quality of the writing and the accompanying artwork.

I was offered the opportunity to read Flotsam and Jetsam, the very first Tallis story and literally jumped at the chance.

All of Jim Webster’s Tallis stories are set in a different era and way of life. This one is unusual in that it is a complex murder mystery.

I never knew that Tallis and his wife lived on a boat in the beginning, but Tallis has always been a poet of some renown. Shena has a dubious job, one that might get her killed one day, and if you want to know why you must read the novella.

These unusual stories are exceedingly well written, complex and full of description, strange names and places, and colloquialisms from another time.

Every one delightfully different and a joy to read…


 

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Biography

Jim Webster is probably fifty something, his tastes in music are eclectic, and his dress sense is rarely discussed in polite society. In spite of this he has a wife and three daughters.
He has managed to make a living from a mixture of agriculture, consultancy, and freelance writing. Previously he has restricted himself to writing about agricultural and rural issues but including enough Ancient Military history to maintain his own sanity. But seemingly he has felt it necessary to branch out into writing SF and fantasy novels.
He lives in South Cumbria.

He has even been cozened into writing a blog, available for perusal by the discerning (or indeed by the less than discerning) at http://jandbvwebster.wordpress.com/


Amazon Review

“Brilliant book, could not put it down. Will certainly look for more from this author,.

Tallis Steelyard strikes me as the kind of person who could charm the scales off a snake, or at least the kind of person who thinks he could. I found him highly entertaining, and very realistic – who among us hasn’t known someone with equal talents?

At any rate, Flotsam or Jetsam was a wonderful introduction to Port Naain and the world Tallis and his lovely wife Shena inhabit. It’s also a heck of a lot of fun to read; I’d have had it finished in an afternoon, except that my kids seemed to think I should feed them. It’s short enough to read in one sitting, but long enough to feel like a complete story, and it’s a good thing there are more stories to come from Port Naain and the colorful characters who inhabit that city because I’d love to pay the place another visit.”


 

Guest Posting…

 

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One of the first things I learnt when we started blogging, was the importance of sharing, for although the blogosphere is a crowded and busy place, it can feel like the loneliest place in the world.

That first year, before I learnt the finer points of internet communication (it was so complicated and confusing at first, with all the technical stuff you need to know, like all the linking and tags) we didn’t get many visitors.

We were adrift in a tiny boat, fumbling about in the dark. The thought of actually talking to complete strangers all over the world was both exciting and terrifying.

Gradually, we have become a part of this worldwide community and the support and generosity have been amazing. In turn, we like to support our fellow writers and bloggers, helping to promote their work, so all of you writers, poets and photographers, if you would like to have a guest post featured on our blog/website, you can contact us in the comments below this post.

We are happy to promote your work, as long as it is original, family-friendly material that is all your own work.

The average guest post is between 500 – 1000 words long. Please submit your article as a Word Document and images as email attachments.

We will also need a brief personal bio and links to your website/blog, along with links to your social media/Amazon/Goodreads Accounts.

We will…  create and schedule your post, letting you know the time and date of the post. We will also send you a link when it is published and post links to the article across all of our social media accounts, including our blog feed on Goodreads.

Our Caveat: We reserve the right to refuse any submission we feel unsuitable for our blog/website…

 

We Have Been nominated for the Real Neat Blog Award!

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Just one day after we were nominated on the Annual Bloggers Bash in the Best Pal category, we have been nominated for the Really Neat Award too! Two very good reasons for this delighted look on our faces…

We thank Stevie Turner for nominating us for this honour, and the rules are as follows:

 

  • 1.Put the award logo on your blog.
  • 2. Answer 7 questions asked by the person who nominated you.
  • 3. Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog.
  • 4. Nominate any number of bloggers you like, and ask them 7 questions.
  • 5.Let them know you have nominated them.

Stevie has asked us these questions…

Just one day after we were nominated for the Annual Bloggers Bash in the Best Pal category, we have been nominated for the Really Neat Award too! Two very good reasons for this delighted look on our faces…

We thank Stevie Turner for nominating us for this honour, and the rules are as follows:

Whom do you admire?

This is an easy question, for we are surrounded by the achievements of several family members at the moment. One by one, our offspring have surpassed expectations and gone over and beyond the call of duty, causing much puffing up of chests and proud smiley faces. There are times when being a parent is the best job in the world!

Are You a Cat or Dog person?

This is harder to answer, for we are all animal lovers in our family. We have Merlin, a black and white cat who is 14 years old this year, and regularly dog sit a pair of young sausage dog puppies. But my favourite animals are horses…

Do you like city or countryside living?

Definitely the countryside or better yet, countryside by the sea!

Are you an outside or an inside person?

Always an outside person, I even write out of doors, weather permitting…

Do you still see people from your childhood?

I don’t think there were any people in my childhood, I am an orphan and remember being a bit lonely most of the time…

Facebook heaven or hell?

Neither, it is just an online social club, to meet and communicate with other writers/bloggers…

Do you like your holidays hot or cold?

I prefer action, adventurous holidays, so like the weather to be clement. My idea of hell is to sunbathe in a hot climate…

So, now it is our turn to nominate some people for ‘The Real Neat Blog Award’ and ask them seven questions.

Here are the eight people we have nominated:

sknicholls

Rathertoofondofbooks

Besonian

Tina Frisco

Rachel poli

Nottomatoes

Deborah Jay

Here are your questions everybody!

  • Can you just stop anywhere or must it be at the end of a chapter?
  • Do you play music or have the TV on when reading?
  • One book at a time or several?
  • Do you ever write in your books?
  • Do you have a specific place for reading?
  • Do you use bookmarks?
  • Which author do you really admire?

 

I hope we have done this correctly, as it has been a while and just a bit rusty!

 

 

 

Anita is in charge today!

Anita has volunteered to take charge today, as my head still feels as if it is full of porridge…

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A Pane of Glass…

Through my window, I watch the three hazelnut trees across the road from my house. In the autumn, the leaves change colour and fall and the old bird’s nest comes into view. In the spring, the pigeons fight over it, bringing new twigs. Soon the green leaves will cover it over, but I can still see the pigeons sitting on the nest waiting for their young.

Magpies love to walk along the wall behind them and sparrows cling to the wall, searching for insects. Starlings dance in the sky in front of my window in a murmuration of joy.

Along the road to my right are two almond trees. I cannot see them from my window until the blossoms begin to fall, blowing past my window. Nature’s own wedding confetti.

It is peaceful until school starts again and hundreds of children pass by, laughing and playing, pushing each other into the bush by my tree.

I watch the planes and helicopters on their way to mysterious places, along with the ducks that fly over on their way to the pond.

I watch neighbours awaiting the birth of a child, seen the new pram, watched the child toddling, and then wearing a school uniform for the first time.

The postman who always waves to me on his way past… all life lives outside my window…

© Anita Dawes 2018