Sunday, 20 October 2019

A Quiet Sunday

It's been a quiet, lovely Sunday. I've been hanging out with bear, chatting about all the stuff he needs to be doing, and generally recharging before next week.

This afternoon we changed things up and all sat together while we took turns to read aloud. We've decided to start with Arthur Conan Doyle's 'A Study in Scarlet' for a dabble in Sherlock Holmes. I have suggested we go through some of the old classics, like Five Children and It, and stuff from Jules Verne and HG Wells. I think bear is up for that, and possibly we could include stuff like The Jungle Book and King Solomon's Mines. I know we read extracts when bear was much younger, and he was quite keen, but the language was a problem for him. I think he is much better equipped to deal with the more involved structure now. We read another chapter after dinner. And while the others were reading and when it wasn't my turn, I got on with some knitting.

The atmosphere of peace has cracked slightly as bear discovered twelve tasks he needs to do by tomorrow, having assured me that he didn't need to do any homework today.

Writing stuff - this will calm down soon. Today I have a short story here, and there is an audio recording from Timothy Bateman here.

Hugs to all.

Saturday, 19 October 2019

So That's Where it Went!

Sharon - I am so sorry that the roadworks have migrated to your area. Take comfort - I'm sure that they'll be back here soon.

I'm continuing to pootle on with clearing stuff out. I'm not moving at speed, but at least I'm moving. I moved a stack of stuff and found the sweater I was looking for!

I've actually found quite a few bits that I've wondered about, so that is a bonus. I have to deal with bear's room soon, and that is a worry. I wonder what marvels I'll find there!

Writing stuff - something short but new from me here. Timothy Bateson has posted a schedule of the authors takeover on Facebook of the Fantasy and SciFi Readers Lounge on his blog here, so if you think it's your sort of thing, have a look!

Hugs to all.

Friday, 18 October 2019

One Step Forward

I was doing really well today. I was positive, I was almost organised and I felt I could actually get somewhere. Then drama parked outside the front door and I fell apart. I'm a little disappointed with myself, but it is what it is. I need to find a way to get through it.

On a more positive note - no roadworks! For the first time ever I drove the run without problems with roadworks. Bear and his pal were really pleased, so I didn't have the heart to tell them that I saw someone in a hi-vis vest and marking spray having a go at one of the pavements. Fingers crossed it won't affect the traffic.

Writing stuff - I've posted a short story here. I've been planning on posting every day during October and trying to get something spooky in place, and so far, so good. I don't know if I'll do the same next year, as I'm not sure I've got the material to really make it rock, but we will see. A lot can happen in twelve months and I may have loads of good stuff to share.

Hugs to all.

Thursday, 17 October 2019

A Clear Road!

Did I mention that the big roadworks, the ones big enough for elephant traps, had gone leaving only a badly scarred road surface that will no doubt end in a gazillion potholes? This left only one, small roadworks that wasn't nearly as much trouble - and there were no holes there tonight! For the first time since I started driving lessons, it looks like there may be no roadworks on the school run.

The only other thing of interest today was a cat, also on the school run. When I drop bear's pal off, there is a particularly tricky stretch of road that curves sharply and steeply, is almost exactly two car widths across from kerb to kerb, and normally has lots and lots and lots of cars parked so you have to inch your way up, peering desperately round the corner just in case (double decker buses are scheduled every ten minutes during the day), ducking in and out of gaps in the parked cars and, occasionally, reversing to somehow work out a solution. It's also quite busy as it's near a school and it's a large estate. It is a challenge. Today, as I crept up the hill, there was a ginger tom crouched in the middle of the road. He was watching the hedge and completely oblivious to the metric tonne of car beeping madly at him. Eventually he noticed, and it was very clear that he wasn't sure that he could be bothered or not. I was staring in disbelief and I had bear and his pal falling about laughing in the back as the cat casually sauntered out of the way, taking his own sweet time. And then there were a train of cars trying to get down the hill I was going up so we had to dodge each other and manoeuvre and I would have been up already if it hadn't been for the dratted cat.

Writing stuff - another quiet day. I have posted a poem here and Timothy Bateson has posted a book teaser for one of his own awesome stories on his 31 Days of Halloween here.

Hugs to all.

Wednesday, 16 October 2019

October Buds


This is a very poor picture of some buds on my rosebush. To be fair, it was raining when I took it. I thought it was worth noting that the rosebush that was very medium throughout the summer is now going into overdrive, just in time for the first frosts. I don't know how many of these will flower. I would consider bringing some into the house if I wasn't working overtime to declutter (and failing).

After some work, I had enough rubbish for a tip run, so I got out early and went to the tip before picking up bear. I would have had plenty of time if there hadn't been a hold up. I turned into the tip and immediately came to a halt. They were moving huge containers around and there was this weird machine like a digger, but instead of a digging bucket it had a huge round spiked thing which it was walloping the contents of the containers. I was stuck there for half an hour. I had my knitting in the next seat, and I was really tempted to get it out. What worried me the most was that I would have to reverse park in a tight space under pressure to get my stuff out of the boot. I managed to get reasonably in, but I was still too far forward really. I dumped the stuff and got out.

I managed to have a few minutes peace before bear got to the car with his pal, and I watched the squirrel playing. I know that they can be dreadful pests, but they look so cute that I was actually considering squirrel food.

Dinner was meatballs and mash. It went well, which was a relief.

Writing stuff - a quiet day today. There is an article by me here and a book spotlight from Timothy Bateson's 31 Days of Halloween here.

Hugs to all.

Tuesday, 15 October 2019

Could be Worse

I managed to oversleep by ten minutes again and bear gave me a shout. Until a year or so ago, bear was always awake before me, but recently he has been sleeping a little heavier. I suspect the teenage years are pressing. However, as always, everything was ready and we still had an hour before we had to leave the house. As it was, bear got a text from his pal who's dad offered a lift for them. I was incredibly grateful. This meant I had a slight head start on the day.

So today I did several loads of washing, cleared a few sacks of rubbish, wrote fifteen hundred words and left the house just before 2pm. This gave me enough time to dive quickly around Aldi for some ingredients for dinner and then up to pick up bear and his pal. Bear very much approved of his pal's dad's car, and I suspect he deeply regrets that I continue with my lowly Citroen (which I love!).

Dinner was not a success. I had the fishcakes in, and they cooked without any problem. They were the fancy, gluten free ones and extremely pleasant. Unfortunately I did a sort of veggie recipe to go with it and it failed on an epic scale. You cook potato, carrot, onion and cabbage together with spices and the reviews were excellent - you can find the recipe here. Regrettably the potatoes completely failed to cook, even though I cut them a lot smaller than suggested. I am cursed with potato recipes, and the only one I can rely on is mash. On the bright side, the fishcakes were extremely substantial, so we didn't starve. Tomorrow is meatballs which I shall do with mash. Until then, I think I am looking at an early night.

Writing stuff - Timothy Bateson has an article about the role of were creatures in a story here. It's a good reminder to me as an author that every sentence has to have a purpose. I have a new and slightly longer story here which is totally over the 500 word limit and I am comfortable with that. It's the last of the October Frights Blog Hop posts, so feel free to check out the other blogs listed at the end for the end of Blog Hop round up.

Hugs to all.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Monday, 14 October 2019

I Failed at Monday

The big reason I've failed at Monday is because I never really managed to try anything. I seem to have been blown around without taking charge. I feel very disappointed with myself.

I don't know how I dragged myself out of bed this morning as I had a bad night, but I was ten minutes later than usual and it put me on the back foot. I get everything I can ready the night before, but I felt off balance right from the get go. I managed to unblock the toilet, but it was a naff raff I could have done without. Then bear's pal was a little early for the lift to school so there was a scramble to pile into the car.

This is why bear forgot to hand me my keys. So I dropped him and pal off at school, drove the eight miles home and realised what had happened and had to do the sixteen mile round trip to pick them up from reception (and I made a right mess of parking in the school car park).

Then I seemed to get sidetracked every time I moved, and I got sucked along into some questionnable research  (working on a novel with something supernatural in the Victorian East End that is not Jack the Ripper) before diving out for pick up. While I was out I found that the music teacher couldn't make it due to illness for the second week running. I completely sympathise, and she is utterly awesome, but bear was devastated.

When we got home, I found that the former drama of the street had parked their oversized so-called car so I couldn't park in front of my home. My instinct was to lock myself in the bathroom and have hysterics, but bear was there so we snuggled down to mope in unison. Bear decided to utterly reject the pasta bake that DH was looking forward to, so I broke out one of the emergency ready meals I had stashed. Bear didn't really enjoy that either, but he finished it, which was something.

On the bright side, I saw a squirrel today while waiting for bear which was so cute and really cheered me up. I also found a slightly different way back to a junction which avoids a really tricky corner, so that was good.

I made the pasta bake, but discovered that I was short of the cheese needed for the topping. I had Wensleydale with ginger, and Wensleydale with cranberry, but I don't think either of those go with creamy tomato and bacon. I'm waiting for poor DH to get home and be disappointed. He is a sweetie, but I hate letting him down when he's looking forward to something. I have no idea what I'm having.

Writing Stuff - Today it's just the Writing challenge, but if you scroll down you can still get the links to the other members of the October Frights blog hop. And feel free to join in if you like. You don't have to share if you don't want to, you don't have to stick to the limit of 500 words and you certainly aren't on a timetable. You are, however, required to have fun. And on the 31 Days of Halloween, Timothy Bateson has a wonderul, imaginative interview between two were creatures on his blog today here.

Hugs to all.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash