I’ve been busy. I’m always busy, but two weeks ago I got married and it was a large, three day wedding that needed a lot of work to make it happen. Fortunately I had lots of help but there has been a lot to do. It was wonderful – beginning on Friday night in our local and ending on Monday morning, when we put the stopper back in the single malt at 6.30 am, after a marathon putting the world to rights session with my brand new husband and my brother.
We got married on Sept 9th, 18 years to the day after our first date. Life went back to ‘normal’ on Monday, three days ago and I’ve spent every possible minute since then writing.
A couple of weeks ago I got the great news that I am in the Scottish Book Trust’s anthology again for this year. I’m not supposed to say anything just yet so I’ll keep it at that!
I’m currently polishing my novel for a competition that closes soon; I’m writing a piece for an anthology that I was in last year and would really like to be included in again; I’ve just entered Ad Hoc fiction’s wee weekly 150 word flash fiction comp and I’m thinking about an entry for Hour Of Writes. On Monday I went back to my writing group after a long absence and really enjoyed being back there. It’s great to be with like-minded people and spend two hours talking writing. I’m also collecting together all my published stories to put in a collection – I’m thinking about self-publishing them…
I’ve made a tiny office in what was our porch. It’s crammed with books and pictures but it’s a place mine all mine, a place my thoughts can go free. And when there’s a pause in my thoughts I watch birds on the honeysuckle just outside. This morning a robin, Mrs blackbird, eating fuschia seeds, two great tits picking green caterpillars off the cabbages, and a teeny wren, eyeing up the pretty spider that’s far too big for her on my window, spinning her web.