Monthly Archives: August 2015
I wrote this poem – a tanka, hope you enjoy it:
Bedraggled, laughs, shakes
Showers humans, home and self
Mud,rain splattered flanks
Padding around in rude health
Dripping loving gleeful thanks.
It’s still raining but I’m a happy writing-editing-reading bod…YAY! Oh yeah and there’s a big sticky gooey and let’s not discuss calories chocolately creamy nutty dessert tonight, not that I’m looking forward to it, obviously!!LOL.
It’s a bank holiday weekend here and surprise surprise it’s raining (again) so I am taking refuge on my comfy sofa later with a book about Catherine the Great so here’s hoping that as I’m editing my book about Charles II at the moment I won’t get confused and start rewriting history, you know, just for fun!
Anyway, here’s what happened early last night, it made me smile…
OK, the British are legends on the subject of weather, we can’t go thirty seconds without discussing it and we probably dream about it too…so, I was a bit surprised when Mr. Weatherman pointed to his sexy graphics of rainfall over Blighty after the news last night and authoritatively uttered the immortal line “but don’t take too much notice of that.”
You can’t give a Brit the weather forecast and then tell them that it might be totally rubbish and containing inaccurate pictures and warblings, the nation will go in to mass bemusement and seek therapy! There just aren’t enough therapists in the land to cope with the crisis – I know that the TV company are changing info providers soon but really, are the old lot just yanking our chains?! Heaven forbid that we actually look out of the window and decide what the weather is up to, the very thought is nonsense!!
Just to confirm that the country seems to be OK, people are going out unsuitably dressed for the weather and moaning about it being the end of summer before it’s started as usual so we’ll be fine. No, we will, if we all huddle under an umbrella in sandals and bobblehats and blame the weatherbod for the forecast being almost right.
Have a fab rest of the weekend and remember to relax and to dress weather appropriate, sixteen layers should do it!
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If you’ve had a nightmare/not great/don’t even go there! kind of a day I hope this relaxes you a bit…and if you’ve had a fab day then it’s high fives all round!;-)
A Fresh Brew
After raindrops pitter-pattered
The aroma of freshly brewed
Rejuvenation on parched land
Mother Nature douses liberally
Watering for life’s longevity
Listless earth is stirred, made sprightly
Its cooling drink of invigorating rain
Supped, sodden land shifts, settles again
Beneath hot rays moisture will drain
But her sense of survival is imbued
Mother Nature will pour another enlivening brew
The scent of life will permeate as nature renews.
I’ve had one of those poddlingly productive sort of days, I know that I’ve got a lot of little tasks ticked off the list (imaginary!) but it feels like I’ve been sat here all day not doing much – crazy huh?!
Remember to smile and to make someone else smile, Joanne.
Hi, it might be the heat (or insanity!) but I’m thinking seagull-sea lion-Saturday night!
Saturday Night On The Sea Front
Cyril the seagull was feeling henpecked
But that’s what happens when you fly in to a chicken coop
He would have put his glasses on when he got out of bed
So that he could see where he was going loop the loop
But he’d gone out last night on the seafront with Fred
Fred was a fellow chip eating gull, a gent and scholar
He’d drunk him under the table, and through a crisp packet
And Cyril lost his specs to the sea, “Come back!” he did holler
Looking for them Cyril and Fred made such a racket
Alas, specs are not obedient so it became time for valour
Cyril crept home to the missus, she wasn’t pleased
At the half blind gull fluttering around her tidy nest
Squawking away, his woes she did not want to ease
He assured her that he’d tried to find them, he’d done his best
Hampered by his bleary eyes. She sent him out to sleep with the bees
The morning came and there was work to do
He saw Fred on his way to the ocean, laughing hysterically
This was after he’d shocked the chickens and made them poo
Walloped his wings and bumped his head on twenty odd trees
Fred screeched “Look out to sea, mate, I’ve good news for you!”
He saw what his friend was doubled over about
A sea lion was lumbering merrily towards the shore
Wearing the glasses, unable to see through them no doubt
“You must be Cyril.” the sea lion honked, Cyril was in awe
“Your missus said to look out for you, you hungover beaky lout.”
Have a fab rest of the weekend and treat yourself to a lie in!
I been so busy in the last week working on various writing projects that today was going to be a day off BUT I woke up wanting to write something so, here I am. This might give me my writing fix so that I can relax for the rest of the day! Or, knowing me, I’ll keep writing!
Apparently there was daylight during my week in writing hibernation, I think I saw the sun once or twice but I’ve been absorbed in writing and editing a childrens book, doing a couple of freelance jobs and researching for my new history book.
The childrens book, The Amazing Treasure Hunt, is sitting with a publisher now so fingers and toes crossed that all is well…I might cross my eyes as well – Feel free to join in!!
The history book is part written and I’ve been building up the data so that I can write like a ninja from tomorrow onwards!
Meanwhile, I think I’ve sourced an artist for my “coming soon” children’s story website and I’m waiting on news for another couple of freelance jobs.
I’m so grateful and I guess relieved too when the client says that they like what I’ve produced, it really energises me to tap away on my laptop and let my imagination run wild.
Have a fab day,
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Hope you’re having a fab day.
I have had the most fabtasticexcellentmarvellous time writing full on – do not disturb – style the last few days. I love it when the inspiration and pinkies work in unison with my laptop and produce (fingers crossed) a fab piece of work.
I nearly always get a bit nervous when I start a new piece, will it soar or bellyflop in to nowhere plot land??? Yesterday and today, smooth flights. (Phew!) Tomorrow…more fingers crossed. But right now my writing brain cells are pooped. Officially. They refuse to work any more. They’re on strike.
Good job that my reading brain cells are limbering up for a work out. I’m reading about Grace Kelly at the moment. Interesting lady. As with all people, very little is absolute, humans are a mass of contradictions. Keeps us busy working ourselves out, I suppose!
Enjoy the rest of your day.