I have spent the last two and a half months studying eight courses for my position in caring for the elderly. It was a stressful time as the pass mark was 8O% but I did pass every course and passed my final exam with 98%
Having put all my editing and writing on hold during these past two months, I am finally getting back into my writing.
If time is on my side between working and family I hope to publish two books this year.
THE COLOUR OF LOVE which was put on hold for far too long. A fantasy romance where two strangers meet in a very unusual way. Through an unexpected electrical mishap they are linked together in a dream world.
This story is in the editing process and thanks to my very patient Beta Reader is being tossed, turned, pulled apart and rewritten to perfection.
I will be dropping pictures and excerpts of the story as editing progresses.
The second book I hope to publish at Christmas is my illustrated children’s story book which my Grandson helped me write. It’s a cute little story about a golden duck, no title as yet. I am hoping my Grandson, who is eleven will do the cover art for me.
So now begins the task of ploughing through chapters and searching out every detail, typo and plot hole and rewriting / editing to perfection to make it an enjoyable read.
** All pictures are from Pinterest **
I had all these amazing words I wanted to write while in the shower but who keeps pen and paper hanging in the shower for such emergencies? I dare any of you authors to say you do ???
Feeling on top of the world with all these new ideas tucked firmly in my head and then it happened ….
A hawk took down a little bird right outside my bedroom window. I was stunned. My bedroom window looks out into a communal garden on a built up town estate. I have seen hawks hunt while travelling but never actually seen it make a kill and to witness this outside my window, was unbelievable. Yes I was sorry for the little bird but it was too late to save it. Did I get this on camera? The moment I moved to pick up my phone the hawk saw the movement and took off leaving the dead bird behind. I waited patiently for him to come back but alas.
I have just noticed the bird is gone so he must’ve come back to claim his kill while I was busy.
Memorable moments you are thinking. So why am I feeling as flat as the pussycat? All my inspirational words discovered in my shower have flown away, just like the hawk. Now I am left with this empty exasperated Monday feeling.
Apart from that I am a live-in-carer looking after the elderly with dementia – 24/7 for 2 weeks at a time. I am writing this post while taking my only 2 hour break at work and it has been a very trying day. I look forward to my breaks as that is when I lose myself in my writing or reading, but today I have zilch inspiration. So on this Monday I feel like my flat pussycat and hoping tomorrow will be a better day.
How is your Monday going?
I draw my strength from the Phoenix Bird. To rise above all my writers blocks and editing curses, to one day live my dream and be a best selling author ….