Shares fall…
Oh dear. Lucky I don't have any then. I need liquidity not longevity, so whenever some fall in my lap, I cash them in. I know they're a good long term investment, but I never have any spare cash! Of course it's capitalism, but I'm not necessarily against that....
Lazy Sunday
Played five-a-side yesterday, scored a couple, didn't have a heart attack - job done. Today spent some time on poetry, revising, typing up. The hours go and the light fades, now is the time to think of quieter things... QUIETER! You can't get quieter than that: I need...
Trying out a new way to access (and contribute to) my blog. So many things to log on to - if I can centralise the whole operation, then I can keep in touch with them all. Add links (e.g. my website), text changes, colours!
Thought for the day
A professional writer is an amateur who didn't quit.Richard Bach
Twin horns
If I write 1000 words a day that's fine, but then I don't have any time to work on the 1000 words I have written the day before. Nor the many thousands of words I have already written, that need revising (or ditching). Then when do I write the emails, cook the meals,...
Drawing in
We adapt quickly in England. There wasn't much of a summer (but hey - April was lovely!) and now there are night frosts, and the days are hardly awake before the light fades and evening draws in. So, we are preparing for winter, and the supermarket shelves fill with...
On publication
It isn't until the searchlight of your efforts goes out, in the form of a book or collection, that the temperature of reception can be gauged. Then shadows, like infra-red images of yourself, come reflected back in the opinions of others, but most importantly in their...
Getting known
The hardest thing, getting known. I have a product, viz. book of poetry. Poetry! People throw up their hands in horror. Poetry...yes, that function of the higher brain, tool of the depressed and sorrowful, is it still being written?"I mean, I know it still is being...
Signs is here!
OK, it's not good grammar, but the book is Signs and it is available now!A coughing, spluttering fit.A nervous, high laugh.Sign of spring - bird song;sign of winter - long scarfwrapped around the throat.A sharp frost, a dull pain;there are signs of life in me,signs of...
Poetry and an Eclipse
Watched the eclipse of the moon on Saturday night. Skies cleared over Suffolk and the shadow of the Earth moved slowly over the moon. Tried to get the kids interested - they did watch but it was only an excuse to stay up late! It only turned a bit red (perhaps I went...