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Back from Scotland
Jul. 24th, 2018 11:32 amWhew! I'm back from the wilds of Scotland, England, and Finland - well, the wilds of Scotland, the well groomed London, Glastonbury and Cornwall, and the downtown of Helsinki - and most dejetlagged.
Life does not wait for me to be ready, but marches on. So, here I am, writing up my August calendar, catching up my travel journal(nearly a month behind, I'm writing the first day of the women's tour I joined 29th of June), and putting away Mount Washmore.
I've also started my first scarf for the homeless. I used to buy wool from op shops and knit up basic scarves for the homeless each winter. I haven't done it for a few years, but I thought I'd get back into it this year. I'm knitting up a turquoise and lolly pink scarf at the moment. Not the most attractive thing in the world, but it will keep someone that little bit warmer. When I'm done knitting a scarf, I take it into the city the next time I go, with a note safety-pinned to it: "Please take this and use it if you are cold", and tie it to a telephone pole, street sign, or some such. Or I give it to the nearest homeless person. It's my wee bit of charity in the world, and I figure the reiki energy that goes into the scarves won't hurt, either.
Come the first day of August, I also start editing and rewriting all the articles I've had published over the years, with a view to creating a cohesive collection that I can offer to a publisher. Now, I realise that parenting, pregnancy, travel, new age, witchcraft, tarot, reiki, science fiction, and whatever else I wrote about for NOVA magazine is not a cohesive collection. Unless I'm super-famous and I can put whatever I like together and a publisher will lap it up.
Once I've done the rewriting and editing, it will be time for a pro editor to take a good look and see if a theme comes forth. Robert Fulghum is known for roaming wide, but always having that 'I'm a cute old guy thinking on things in an amusing way' thing going on. I don't know that 'I'm a moderately attractive middle-aged white woman thinking on things and I'm sometimes amusing, and sometimes crabby' will sell a collection.
However, that's for a couple of months' time, when I have the brickwork done. Right now, it's a case of find where I put the print out of all the articles, and set up my desk to be ready for work.
Which means clearing away the travel journal.
No, I don't like to put myself under pressure at all. Snort.
Well, I knew it would be a bit like this when I got home from the Tartan Fairy Flounce Tour 2018.
But right now, for the next 25 minutes, I'm going to go read. The old FlyLady technique of 15 minutes of work, then 25 minutes of something you like doing, then back to the 15 mins means that stuff still gets done. I've blogged, like a good little writer who happens to have a blog, and now it's off to read and loll in some sunshine.
Ciao readers. Back soon.
Life does not wait for me to be ready, but marches on. So, here I am, writing up my August calendar, catching up my travel journal(nearly a month behind, I'm writing the first day of the women's tour I joined 29th of June), and putting away Mount Washmore.
I've also started my first scarf for the homeless. I used to buy wool from op shops and knit up basic scarves for the homeless each winter. I haven't done it for a few years, but I thought I'd get back into it this year. I'm knitting up a turquoise and lolly pink scarf at the moment. Not the most attractive thing in the world, but it will keep someone that little bit warmer. When I'm done knitting a scarf, I take it into the city the next time I go, with a note safety-pinned to it: "Please take this and use it if you are cold", and tie it to a telephone pole, street sign, or some such. Or I give it to the nearest homeless person. It's my wee bit of charity in the world, and I figure the reiki energy that goes into the scarves won't hurt, either.
Come the first day of August, I also start editing and rewriting all the articles I've had published over the years, with a view to creating a cohesive collection that I can offer to a publisher. Now, I realise that parenting, pregnancy, travel, new age, witchcraft, tarot, reiki, science fiction, and whatever else I wrote about for NOVA magazine is not a cohesive collection. Unless I'm super-famous and I can put whatever I like together and a publisher will lap it up.
Once I've done the rewriting and editing, it will be time for a pro editor to take a good look and see if a theme comes forth. Robert Fulghum is known for roaming wide, but always having that 'I'm a cute old guy thinking on things in an amusing way' thing going on. I don't know that 'I'm a moderately attractive middle-aged white woman thinking on things and I'm sometimes amusing, and sometimes crabby' will sell a collection.
However, that's for a couple of months' time, when I have the brickwork done. Right now, it's a case of find where I put the print out of all the articles, and set up my desk to be ready for work.
Which means clearing away the travel journal.
No, I don't like to put myself under pressure at all. Snort.
Well, I knew it would be a bit like this when I got home from the Tartan Fairy Flounce Tour 2018.
But right now, for the next 25 minutes, I'm going to go read. The old FlyLady technique of 15 minutes of work, then 25 minutes of something you like doing, then back to the 15 mins means that stuff still gets done. I've blogged, like a good little writer who happens to have a blog, and now it's off to read and loll in some sunshine.
Ciao readers. Back soon.
