So here we are, about to celebrate Christmas and the end of another year. I don’t know about you, but I’ve reached that age where time seems to speed up, with the result that January happened about five minutes ago. I’m not a winter person. Snow is something best viewed through a window, although we seldom get any where I live. When we do get it, it rarely lasts long. What I do like about Christmas, though, is that it comes only a few days after the Winter Solstice, so on Christmas Day, I find comfort in the thought that the days are getting longer at last, no matter what…
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Season’s Greetings from England
So, it’s almost Christmas. The solstice has been and gone, signalling the start of winter (in spite of what the Met Office tells us about winter starting on 1 December!), and to get through the cold season, I focus on the fact that we’re heading for spring, and the days are getting longer. With a birthday in May, spring is definitely my season, and I can’t wait for longer days and warmer weather. Today, the weather app on my phone tells me it’s 9c outside at the moment – not that I’m venturing out to confirm that. That’s around 48f, if you don’t speak Celsius. It’s also grey, wet and…
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Blogging and me
I thought I’d dust the cobwebs off and dip into the blogging corner of my website. I don’t visit here often, as you can probably tell from the lack of recent entries. Blogging and I are not comfortable bedfellows – we eye each other suspiciously from across the room, and don’t willingly get up close and personal with each other. From my point of view, blogging is a strange and alien creature, which I don’t know how to feed. No, that’s not quite true – I know the theory of how to feed blogging, but I don’t really have much to offer by way of tasty food. I spend my…
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A is for…
Arugula. Okay, in the UK, we call it rocket, so maybe I’m cheating slightly, but I recently found out an interesting fact about this unassuming salad leaf. My current work-in-progress has a scene that includes rocket, and as someone observed, who would get turned on by salad? Good question. I didn’t have a good answer at the time, but days later, I did. It turns out that rocket is an aphrodisiac – which does start with A – and has been documented as such for almost two thousand years. I didn’t know that, either. All I can say is, I’ll never look at a plate of salad the same way…
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To blog or not to blog…that is the question
I’m a member of a few online writers’ groups, and one of them currently has a discussion going on around the value of blogging for fiction authors. It’s an interesting read. You may have noticed that my posts are few and far between. There’s a reason for that – I’m a naturally quiet person. All you’d need to do is ask anyone at the day job. They also say the quiet ones are the worst, but we won’t go there! Anyway, I’ve been cogitating – from the Latin cogitare, to think – and maybe it’s time I peeked out at the big, wide world a little more often. Starting next…
