Would you give Lucifer mouth to mouth?
Should the need arise
While angels sit waiting for his demise…
Have you ever had one of those weeks when everything you touch turns into a nightmare?
This has been one of those weeks, full of mini-disasters and nasty complications, starting with my WIP, PayBack. Half way through the second edit, you know the one, where you trawl for all your howling grammatical errors. Removing all the words you have used far too often, along with the ones you shouldn’t have used in the first place. Everything was going well, when I became uncomfortable with the lead character. I had written him in the first person, but it didn’t fit him somehow.
I had a quick look at other crime writers, and almost all of them prefer the third person POV.
I experimented with a chapter, fully expecting to dislike it, but I didn’t. This meant a ton of work needed to be done and right when I thought the end was in sight. Ho Hum.
I was also having more problems with the pc, and then my camera started making weird noises. I thought new batteries would help, but no. I have been saving up for a new pc, so there was no way I could stump up for a camera too. Then I remembered that my borrowed iPad had a built-in camera. I tried it out and was pleasantly surprised to find the quality excellent, so photographs can still be taken, as and when I need to. (Until I win the lottery!)
Have any of you tried to choose a new PC lately?
Not being related to Rockefeller, I have to settle for a refurbished model, but there were so many to choose from and seeing as how I have serious trouble making up my mind at the best of times, it was a nightmare. I have made some really stupid mistakes in the past, so I am caution personified these days. As they say, ‘When in doubt, do nowt.’
But that kind of thinking won’t get the baby a new bonnet, or me a pc that actually does what it says on the tin.
Then something quite remarkable happened.
Something else had been going on in my head, lately. I have always been a craft person, if you know what I mean, and one of my passions are those lovely beaded bonsai trees.
It is all Pinterest’s fault really; they keep sending me images of these wonderful trees. The desire to make one is never far away, but the idea was blossoming, and I knew if I didn’t start now, it might never happen.
My eyesight is a major problem when it comes to craft work, and it isn’t getting any better. On Friday I will find out what they intend to do about it, if anything.
So, going by another old maxim, ‘All work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy,’ I am going to reschedule my time to make way for things other than PC related work.
Working with my hands always frees up my mind to wander where it will, something that just doesn’t happen when wrestling with demonic computers!
So I am hoping for some magic while I am busy creating!
Kew Gardens has just opened a childrens garden, and this image really made me smile!
The Chelsea Flower Show is coming!
Loved this image by Aaron Chown, with a rather large taste of what’s to come!
This week I have been thinking about all the different kinds of love there are, and how many I have had the good fortune to have shared. Unfortunately, this also highlighted the ones I haven’t or made a complete hash of, but you can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs, right? At least I can’t.
I miss not knowing my dad, and I really wish I had never known my mum. (but that’s another story altogether!) Then there were two husbands one after the other that I’m glad I don’t miss in the slightest.
I was told once long ago that I have two brothers somewhere, and they are possibly who I miss the most. I watch Anita’s son and daughter sometimes and really envy their relationship. They do fight and argue sometimes, but they are always there for each other, instinctively knowing what each of them needs and offering it before the need to ask.
It would appear that missing things is one of the saddest aspects of growing old and I don’t care for it too much. I don’t want to spend any of the time I have left complaining about this and that, bemoaning what was and what could never be. My life has been what I could make out of it, good or bad, and I’m not really the kind of person who will waste any time worrying about all the ifs and maybe’s. What’s done, is done.
I was wondering what to write about this week, and then I started thinking about all the things I love now. (And I did need the reminder).
Which was a nice change from all the problems and mini-disasters that have been depressing my family and me of late and it lifted my mood considerably.
So much so, that when I ventured outdoors yesterday, battling against strong, chilly winds to run an errand, I began to notice things that I might not have seen last week. Mother Nature’s presence was everywhere, and I wondered if the weather would be kind and not ruin her efforts. But it was good to see them nonetheless, proving that Summer really can’t be far away after all.
Back to all the things I love at the moment…
I love having the strength of my family around me.
I love that I still have most of my health and some of my mental faculties. (More important than I ever knew it could be)
I love that I have learned so much this year, mainly from the people I meet online every day. (And I thank you all from the bottom of my heart)
I love that I am enjoying writing my books and loving every frustrating minute of it.
I love all the people (and I am sure you all know who you are) who, with their advice, patience and humour have inspired us so much.
So far, this has been a good week, no major disasters or tinkering malfunctions. Apart from the new email format on BT, that is!
This is still driving me nuts, but I have discovered that the problem might be due to an ageing Windows 7 that will be discontinued at the end of the year. I have been warned to expect more of this kind of problem.
Which means I have a decision to make, one that will cost money, so I am dragging my heels a while longer. Quite apart from coughing up for a new pc, it means I will have to tackle Windows 10, not something I am looking forward to frankly.
ON THE EDITING FRONT
The editing of PayBack is progressing well, and the first two rounds are done and dusted. Next, I will run through each of the characters chapters. This is an excellent way to ensure that the story of each character runs true, with no yawning great holes or continuity errors. I love this edit, as it gives me the opportunity to get up close and personal with my favourite people and make sure I have presented them in the best possible light.
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING DIFFERENT
It seems like a long time since I had a really crazy moment. Just as I was thinking I was getting too old for crazy, one trotted up and tapped me on the shoulder.
I will explain if you promise not to call the people with the straitjackets.
Last month, I had my hair cut. To cut a rant short, I wasn’t happy with it. At all.
I have been patient, trying to decide what to do about it.
I usually prefer my hair to be on the short side as it is fine, wispy, and a bit curly, with a mind of its own. It usually prefers to do its own thing and resists any attempt to make it behave. Which most of the time is okay with me.
It grew quite long, and I have been wearing it pinned up, simply because I cannot stand it wrapped around my neck like a scarf.
Out of the blue (and this took me by surprise too) I grabbed a pair of scissors in one hand and chunks of hair in the other and chopped away. I had seen this done on films and must have secretly wanted to have a go.
Well, my hair is no longer hanging around my neck but is a tiny bit shorter than I wanted it to be. But I dare say it will grow again…