Another day in paradise! Not. Well maybe - depends how you look at it!!!

I have just read what Anni says about my blog, how good it is, and she compares it to Lane's! Now Lane's is good, mine, I think is well - a little slow, but hey, I'm new to this game, and I fully appreciate what you say Annie, thanks, hopefully it will get better and more interesting, ha ha ha!

As you can see from my last posted picture I like a drink, or two or maybe three depending on my mood, ha ha ha. Today I only had 2 small glasses of vino, sadly I went to my cupboard all excited to pour myself a luscious vodka only to find - horror of horrors - the bottle was empty!!! How can that be? I'm sure there was at least one shot left, maybe there's a secret vodka drinker lurking in my house that I don't know about, could it be Henry? Hmmm, quite possibly, he always looks pissed in the morning with those dopey eyes.

Yesterday I wrote 5k words in 2 hours, how good is that!!! Bloody amazing, really had the muse flowing at break neck speed obviously. But dammit, I had to stop to go pick up the kids, I was so frustrated when I had to shut my laptop off. And today I've had no time at all. What with the Dyson man coming to sort out my Dyson then having to go for an MOT, (not me my car - though I could do with one) then surprise, surprise, it was picking up time. Why can't they finish school at 5 or something. (Make mental note to write to Gordon Brown.)

Aah, huge sigh of relief because now I'm off to bed to read my Isabel Wolff book, and catch some shut eye, 10.30, this is unheard of for me, I used to crash into bed at 1am pre Henry, now however, the 6am wake up is way too much to handle late night bedtimes. Oh and by the way, might need some new knees soon, I'm only 42 and all this crawling on the floor playing with Henry is wasting them away. (Make mental note to see if more vodka might do the trick, I think it has calcium in it, doesn't it? Yes I'm sure it does, or is that the vodka talking? who knows, who cares?)

35 / 90 (38.9%)

30 / 90 (33.3%)

Message to self!


DO SOME WRITING!



To say that I am truly knackered is to fib. I am f.... knackered. Having to get up early for Henry is killing me. And my knees are giving up the ghost because of all the bending. However, he is a little love, I keep telling myself, as I pass out in front of the telly ...again!





My novel is and has been since he arrived on the back boiler. Fortunately, this last week or so I have managed to steal some time and get stuck in. Having changed my heroine so many times I feel like I have a personality disorder. Despite all this she is now a "nice and warm" person. (I hope). Apparently, so I'm told, they have to be to be liked by publishers.





So, (taking a deep breath) I have now finished the first chapter (which I have edited beyond belief) and now continue to plough through the rest of the 30k words I have in black and white squirreled away in the computer.





Thankfully, I have a super friend (Erika) who reads for me, and tells me (I hope) if something is crap or crappy, or hugely crappy or maybe wonderful, fabulous and even possibly "Hey I enjoyed that - just watch the spelling boobs) which I sometimes make no matter how many times I read it through. Spelling blindness, I call it. What a drag. It doesn't happen often, just sometimes with stupid things like, soles and souls. Makes me laugh though, when they're pointed out. Dah! what a tit!





Stirring up the courage to post a little of said chapter to see what you guys think. Getting there slowly. Yikes! is that confidence I hear Mercedes? Bloody hell, hang on there girl, you'll be out of control soon. :)





I have now and have for a while posted a post-it, on my computer "USE FIVE SENSES" this is to remind me that whilst all this marvellous stuff is happening in my head, I have to remember to let reader now about it too. (so picky these readers.)

This Henry, my little love. He's nearly 12 weeks old and is a perfect gent. Those eyes do it every time!

Well this is an exhausting time for me, what with my new puppy.

It's taken me ages to post this picture, now all I need is to get one of Henry (puppy) so you all can see.

I haven't had much time to write lately, but some sort of pattern is emerging and I seem able to get on now.

Though I think that my hubby is out of order saying that the pup stinks. He has a puppy smell, that's all, but he's so lovely I can't see how that can be an issue.

I don't think he's very impressed that we got him. Don't care anyhow. Kids and I love him to bits.

I want to congratulate Annie, (she knows who she is) for finishing her book, and I hope she finds and agent and a deal very soon, though I don't envy her submissions quest, harrowing I remember.

I am going to set myself a time frame to finish 'A Chance Encounter,' which is going to be March at the latest, if I put my mind to it I should get through it by then.

I want to thank Jane Wenham-Jones for starting her Wannabe chat room, which is fun and informative, and allows me to chat to fellow writers. Writing is a lonely job, especially when not many people know what it is you do. I find that unless you're published and you tell them, then they throw scorn at you as in "Who does she think she is!" I hope one day I can do the famous one finger salute to them all. (Here's hoping.)

As usual whenever I'm doing something for myself, one of my kids needs my much diverted attention. This time it's Charlotte having hurt her leg, last time it was my son Harry falling off his skateboard and saying he'd broken his arm, (all lies of course) just bruised it badly. I really think they should go drama school, the pair of them, their acting skills are beyond measure!!