Feeling Restless

A short story that I submitted a while ago got rejected. I'm a little sad about it, but I understand why. It's very specific to West Yorkshire, and as it's come back, I can see parts that could be improved, other bits that could be tweaked and perhaps ways that it could be made less regional. I want to be clear that I think it's a good story and I'm not ashamed of it, otherwise I wouldn't share. I had a quick look around, but I couldn't see another market for it, so I've posted it on my writing blog and I'll put the links and other thoughts under 'writing stuff'.

However, I haven't done picture worthy stuff today, so here is the pic that I posted with the story.

Steve Partridge, Cairn on Shunner – geograph.org.uk – 959288, CC BY-SA 2.0

It's been a bitty sort of day. I've gone back to a list and it's helped, though I've done less than I wanted. I found out that the rolled oats that I had in the cupboard went out of date last month, and I don't like keeping oats over. I'd risk it with rice or pasta, but my experience with oats is that they can go rancid quite quickly and it's unpleasant. Not only was I frustrated at the waste, but I'd wanted to make some biscuits that were full of bananas and oats. I'll try them when I get some oats in as they sound delicious and I like that they're a small batch. I'm absolutely adding spice to them, though.

I decided that I'd need to make another apple cake, as the men had almost finished the teabread, but I'm out of eggs. I realised this just after I'd made eggy bread for lunch, when I realised that the box of eggs that I'd seen on the counter were marked as being best before 23 Mar 2025 and not 23 May 2025. I wasn't taking the risk of cracking those eggs.The eggs for the eggy bread may have been a little stale as well, as my tummy has been objecting vehemently since, so I'm having to get a delivery instead of picking something up because I need to stay near a bathroom, which means I need to get more than £50 to avoid the delivery charge and I've added some bits that we can do with, but I'd not wanted to spend so much. Grumble. 

I may be picking up the mood from bear. He has his first proper A level exam tomorrow and he's feeling it. 

Writing stuff - As I mentioned above, I've put the rejected story on my writing blog. It's quite a long horror story, but I think it's a lot of fun. You can find it here. As you can probably tell, I'm struggling a little to wrap up the latest craziness at the White Hart, so after I've dealt with this crisis, I'm likely to find a new place to start a series. I've got a few ideas that may or may not work out, but I'll keep you informed.

Hugs and good health to all.