Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I HOPE that blog title means "Going European" in Swedish, and not something that would make my mother choke on a scone.
Yes I've sold a short story to a Swedish magazine, which means it'll be translated and everything. Bizarre, but lovely. Can't wait to see a copy. Won't be able to read it, obviously, but still.
Also the novel editing's going well and it's surprising how much closer I feel to the story, spending each day with it. Like honeymooners we are, me and the novel. Hopefully we won't get sick of each other in another few days and call the whole thing off.
Ahem. Think I need a cup of tea.
**Also got a story in this week's Take a Break. Which is nice!**
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
We only went and picked the best blummin' week of the year for our break in the Cotswolds. How the heck did that happen?
There was proper, bright yellow sunshine and a vast, cloudless blue sky - EVERY DAY. I've got a sunburnt chest, and I'm proud of it.
"Look," I keep boasting to anyone who'll listen. "Look how tanned I'll be when the lobster-redness wears off." I can't remember the last time I was burnt to a crisp by a British sun - or any other sun for that matter.
I now know that the two essentials for happiness are a lodge by a lake and the sun. Oh and time with the family; although a couple more days and the novelty of that might have worn off.
I've eaten too many portions of fish and chips, played silly games in the evenings, watched water-skiers showing off on the lake, stopped Molly from chasing ducks, written half a story, edited some more of the novel and not done any cooking at all.
And now we're home.
The weather's glum, but I've still got a bit of a glow.
Mostly in the chest area.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
I'm off to the Cotswolds tomorrow for a week. We haven't had a family holiday for 3 years, for some unfathomable reason.
Oh okay, so I couldn't be bothered with the hassle of booking anything when there was the dog to consider, and my mother and work and school and ... you get the message. It was just easier not to bother, especially as I'm not keen on travelling anyway.
Still, I'm quite excited now, and have bought a suitcase 'specially. I hope the sun shines a bit.
I'll be taking the netbook in case story inspiration strikes, but as far as I know there's no Internet.
See you soon.
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