Ooooeeeeeeeeeee I am part of a blog that has been awarded Blog of the Day!! See my links to wikidwords...

Well done Jude!!

See if you can spot my contributions.... my name here is not my name there- so spot the writer!!

In the meantime I have to keep on writing so nose to the grindstone even though I have a huge family problem hovering over me like a vulture just waiting - no pressure then eh?

Another exhausting day at the office..... if I have to deal with any more planning crap....so I am in here for a mo to calm down and recover.

Two of my short stories went down well at my meeting last night - I hardly feel I can rise to the level of my fellow writers though- where do they get their ideas? their use of language, no spelling mistakes and repetition and tightly structured narrative?? I hope more practice will get me there. I just have to edit my stories now. I might put one in for a competition or maybe try another magazine. It would be nice to have some public recognition that Im not writing crap- perhaps I am- it's what I do most days at work!!!!

Right, onwards and upwards...at least its another beautiful sunny day. I should rush home and take the doggy bags out. Except I am knackered, and have to pack tonight for a weekend away celebrating my other half's niece's wedding. Hmmmm.

I have a new job interview tomorrow morning to get out of the way first. Can't get worked up about it really- I'd rather give up the day job if I could and just write.

Dream on.........

Heigh ho, I think our swifts have gone. They've been nesting in our roof every year since we've been here - and I won't go into that but its a few generations of swifts. Every year they turn up I think 'summer's here' but I think this year has been a bit wet for them. Apparently though their eggs can survive without being sat on for quite a while ( sort of go into temporary hibernation ) and the baby birds can do the same whilst mum and dad fly up to 800 kilometres- yes thats 800 kilometres - in a day to find food where its not pouring down with rain. Well our lot must have headed upto Scotland way or over to France this summer.....

On Sunday their was a big gathering overhead. I think they must have been discussing routes back to Africa, or where they'd meet up for a pit stop. There was a huge flock of them wheeling and diving all afternoon and evening, and on Monday - nothing. I've waited just in case, but they've definately gone. I do miss them. They get up to the most wondeful antics. And it also means summer is drawing to a close - I know it will be Christmas shortly- the cards are already making a sneaky appearance in some places..... drat.

Eeeewwwwwwww......... why do I bother nipping in here?

Sigh...dunno.... had a nice few days en France and some sublime food- particularly at one little auberge in the Vendee...exquisite. But now I am back to sick doggy and huge ginormous vet's bills, stress at work, and writers block. I just can't think how to write my novel- the approach, the style. Oh..*ugger. It won't go away, it obviously wants to be written, it's stopping me getting on to the the next one on the list. In the meantime I pass time by writing short stories...quantity rather than quality I suspect...but you have to keep the old brain exercised. So, 1..2..3.. with front lobes pressed to hypothalamus now sit up, and down, up and down...

exhausted already I shall retire for lunch....