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I’ve been kept very busy recently with freelance work so thanks everyone, I think I’m becoming not quite expert in an expanding number of areas, but I love information and trivia so my brain is happy.
Excellent news is that I’m still kicking OCD’s butt, THANK GOD! Had an appt. with my therapist last week for the first time in a while and (not to tempt fate) my brain is mending and it’s definitley more recovered than recovering.
Funny isn’t it, how when you’ve been ill for a long time that when you are reminded that you’re ill it is almost odd? As I’ve been focusing on other things the realisation that my brain is still a little bit poorly actually felt strange…I’m more normal these days and less beseiged by OCD rituals and safety behaviours!
Excellent book – and no, I don’t know him, owe him or get paid to say this! but Matt Haig’s book is brilliant. Titled, Reasons to Stay Alive, it is worth reading whether you’ve been through depression, are going through it or want to understand what someone goes through. It’s got a ton of celeb endorsements too if you like reading those!
My Mary Queen of Scots book is still a work in progress but it will be out before the next millenium, honest!
Have a fab week and please remember to be kind to yourself.
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Tis the season to be jolly so here’s a fun Xmas poem…enjoy!
The keen little elf said “Err, hello.”
In a tiny voice, not an elfin bellow
“Have you seen Mr. Santa Claus?
Is he in his office behind those doors?”
Mrs. Claus smiled her kindest smile
Newbie elves were sweet, just like a new child
For she and the toy making crew knew
That her husband was turning the air blue
Not in the office, paperwork amassing
But outside in the chill enduring a gassing
The poor beardy guy was again falling prey
To back drafts caused not by his sleigh
The reindeers were enjoying giggling fits
The mayhem was courtesy of Mrs. S’s titbits
She would insist on giving the reindeer molasses curry
Before their MOT’s she’d get cooking, all of a flurry
It’s a strange coincidence Santa thought
As some fresh air and his breath he caught
That it’s always somehow a curry dinner the night
I say the next day it’s MOT’s and practice flights
Dishing up for all, Mrs. S would sweetly smile at him
And say that she’d cooked up curry on a whim
Poor Rudolph’s nose never lost its glow
After the 1924 vindaloo went down below
“Daydreaming, Mrs. S?” Her sleeve was tugged by elf, Ed
“You’d better give it five minutes,” she knowingly said
“Or it won’t only be your clothes that are green.”
Ed frowned, “Whatever, lovely lady, do you mean?”
“Well, Santa’s doing reindeer MOT’s in the snow
With last night’s dinner he’s meeting ho ho ho!”
“Surely you’ve not indulged in foul play, Mrs. Claus?”
She folded her arms, grinned through the pause
“Ask the elder elves, they’ll tell you Santa won’t let me take flight
Or steer the lovely reindeers on any Christmas night
Always it’s a no ho ho when I ask but he’ll get the hint one day I’m sure
In the meantime for his Christmas roses there’ll be spicy manure
And for us an annual work day bonus of entertainment galore!”
Have a fab rest of the day and holiday season, Joanne :-)X
I hope everyone is enjoying December, so far it’s been writing busy, fulfilling and with lovely surprises for me so that’s all good. Great start to the day, a Christmas story of mine will be used on Bedtime FM soon – thanks and Yay!
And this lovely tome went on sale on Amazon in paperback and Kindle this morning too. Another Yay and a Thank God! Some people have already bought it!!! It can be borrowed too – shameless plug moment!!
Here’s a little present from me to you…a senryu poem! I wrote this last Christmas time but it’s just as, if not more so, needed this year…
“Wrote to Santa Claus
Asked for wars and hate to cease
A gift of world peace.”
Have a great, safe and full of love and peace week, Joanne
Bonus flippant Yay…I’m a Celebrity is OVER!!!! not a lover of it, as you can tell.
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We made it to the weekend so chill out and think calm, lovely brainpower restoring thoughts, your brain will be soooooo grateful. You know what? You work too hard! It told me so.
I’m going to try not to do any work over the weekend…I’ve said that before though and normally I can’t resist! but I am reading a fabulous book at the mo, it’s by Victoria Holt who was really Eleanor Hibbert, sadly she died in 1993 but her gothic thrillers ROCK. (By the way she also wrote as Jean Plaidy and Phillippa Carr and her books should all be brought back in to publication!)
If your clocks are changing this weekend enjoy the extra hour.
I’ve been a busy bee again this week (love it! Thank you God!!) so I’ve been tuned out of the world and tuned in to freelance work. A biproduct is that my trivia loving brain gets to learn lots of trivia that I didn’t know that I needed or wanted to ever know. I am going to be a “not quite expert” on lots of diverse subjects one day soon:-)
I’ve also been working on a new royal history quiz book. The ones I brought out last year went well so, as I haven’t done one this year yet, I’m doing one now in between the freelancing. It’ll make a fab Christmas present me thinks.
Yesterday my brain/body decided that it wanted to rest, it sent me back to sleep for an indecently long lie in – 10a.m. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it, just like I was “stuck” to my lovely warm cozy comfy duvet.
So, having written an article and now this blog, I’m off to work on some more quiz book questions before I officially switch mode to quiet chillax – Order me chicken jalfrezi, fab movies, a great book, yep, that’ll be me today just after 4pm. Ahhh bliss!
Have a fab weekend.
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Just minutes before she hit the merciless land
She glided majestically towards the sound
Her sails played in the off shore breeze, broadly fanned
Alas, too late the crew felt seawater turn to ground
I watched as the traumatised Madeleine went down
She stumbled as mocking cliffs towered over her
All Madeleine could do was acquiesce and drown
Surrender her soul to the sea bed below, cast aside despair
The crew tried all they could to save their sweetheart
But it counted for nought; she was incomplete, unable to compete
As saltwater suffocated, her deck woefully split, torn apart
Her timbers crack to the echo of nature’s heartbeat
There have been many Madeleine’s over the years
There will be many more in the centuries to follow
The cliffs respected the captain’s heroic lack of fear
Pragmatic, in sorrow our captain dared not wallow
Ashore, later we found a silver tankard belonging to Joe
He cared, this captain of the good ship Madeleine
From bow to stern she was his one true love
Together in the sea their wreckage remains
The mourning crew held the tankard aloft and offered a prayer
For Joe and his dear Madeleine lost to life on this coast
The orange sunset lent a golden glint to the lapping waves there
But the cliffs whispered of menace; spectres to their sea ghosts.
And a bonus senyru titled sculpting…I have under a thousand words to go until the “Ta dah! my book is finished moment…please see my last post if that meant nothing to you!;-)
Chapter edit day
My first draft infused with play
Sculpting words like clay.
Have a fab day
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!
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.