Friday, January 17, 2014
This is my daughter's first publication, up on Smashwords now and we hope on Amazon in due course. I'm so proud of her. With a toddler and a new baby, and no money, she's still managed to produce something I though was very funny. It started as course work for her Creative Writing module at university.
This is her caveat:
"My novella is now live for download! It will be free for a limited time, but some (positive) reviews would be nice. Please be aware that the world is a big place with lots of people in it, and it would be very boring if we all had the same taste. If you don't like my book, that's fine - we can still be friends. Please also be aware that there is the occasional swearword and adult reference, and that some of the characters are demons, which has the potential to offend religious people (though my intention is not and never has been to offend). Happy reading! X"
Of course, I now cannot be outdone by her. If only I could find my creative writing group notebook. It seems to have been moved when the christmas tree went up before Christmas, and when I ask my husband where he put it, he just looks blankly at me and shrugs. I know it has to be around the house somewhere, and probably fairly near the top of the heap - I'm not the tidiest of people, I'll admit. But if I found it I could gather a collection of things I've written at the meetings. Some of them I quite liked, so at least one person does. Then I too could be a Real Author.
Monday, September 02, 2013
Monday, September 02, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
The good news is that I'm losing weight. Not a lot, but it's always been an uphill struggle. My body hangs on to its fat like there's going to be a famine tomorrow. If there ever is a famine, I'm going to be one of the last survivors.
In fact, when I saw the practice nurse on Wednesday, she remarked on the difference, and when she weighed me discovered I'd lost 6 kilos since Easter. A stone. Fourteen pounds, more or less.
But there's bad news. The reason my weight is dropping is that my blood sugar is out of control. Until now my Type 2 diabetes has been controlled quite nicely by medication for insulin resistance. But the last two blood tests have shown a sharp upswing in the three-month average. I haven't changed my lifestyle in that time.
This in fact could be the reason I took a month to get over that sore throat recently - uncontrolled blood sugar affects your immune system. She asked about other symptoms, tiredness and the like. I've never been an energetic person, more of a curl up with a good book sort of person, so that's a difficult one. On the other hand, since she said it I've been feeling that I'm always tired. Could just be my imagination, who can tell?
So, what to do. In the first place they've increased my medication to the maximum, to see if it's just a hike in insulin resistance. If that doesn't work, and I have a suspicion it won't, it will mean more and different medication. I hate the thought of yet more pills every day, but what can you do? I hate even more the idea of losing my sight, or my legs.
But one last thought from the mistress of positive thinking. I'm having to control my carbs even more carefully, and I think I may have got through to Richard that being fair isn't being kind in the distribution of food, given that he's 6' tall and I'm 5' tall. I expect to see more weight loss over the next three months, as long as I don't start putting it back on when they sort out the medication finally.
Monday, August 12, 2013
By chance a blog I follow (Passive Guy) spotlighted this article on the Huffington Post: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/susan-ann-da
which is to the point.
Thank you all for your most supportive comments. I will get over it, I promise. In the meantime I had a great time last Monday with daughter and grandson at the play barn. We sent Richard off to watch William, and Fee and I sat and had coffee and brainstormed the novel I was trying to outline ready for NaNoWriMo in November. I had the scenario and some plot, but it was still thin, I needed more to happen. After a bit of "What if?" and "What would they do when?" and "That was in the previous century" I now have practically a full outline, with most of the scenes blocked in and the point of view characters established. Thank you Scrivener, I have found out how to colour-code the virtual index cards for point-of-view, to help me remember.
There's only one problem: I've realised that the couple I was going to focus on won't work for this plot. I didn't want to start the trilogy with the oldest/most important socially characters, because that's a bit of a cliche, isn't it? The trouble is that now I've got the plot, the second oldest just don't fit the bill. It's going to have to be the cliche couple after all. Ah well. Just shows that outlining, pre-planning saves you time in the long run. At least I hadn't spent any time actually starting to write something that will have to be junked. There can't be anything much worse than putting time, effort and yes love into a project and then finding it was a blind alley.
As with literature, so with life. I divorced after seven years committed to a marriage, so now I have less time to spend with Richard and my children and grandchildren. Weight loss is a bit like that too, isn't it? It's too easy to look back and agonize over the time we could have spent being thin and fit and all those other things. Better maybe to think ahead. I'm not finished yet. I've got ideas for half a dozen books at least. Forget about the plot that didn't work, and get on with the one that does.
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