I’m not here at all, this post is a figment of your imagination. Seriously, I am away with no internet access, and I’m going too early to see this week’s picture prompt, much less write a story. What was I to do? Resist the addiction of Friday Fictioneers, or give in to it shamelessly? I decided to do the latter, and so I’m revisiting an old story. This is one that stayed with me, and decided it wants to be a bigger tale one day. (more…)
Archive for January, 2013
“No man is an island,” the saying goes. But you could be fooled by looking at the way we often behave. I’ve been thinking about this topic because my father is having a tough time caring for my stepmother, who has dementia. He isn’t doing it alone, as my stepsisters and stepbrother do all they can to help. However, things seem to have got to a stage where that is not enough, and I am relieved that my Dad has finally asked for more help. It seems it is still difficult for him to accept this help (more…)
Time for another short story – this is Friday Fictioneers, a blog party hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Every week bloggers from around the world submit a 100-word (or thereabouts) piece of flash fiction inspired by a photo prompt. Full rules are on Rochelle’s blog. The more the merrier. This week’s picture is copyright Renee Heath and the usual restrictions apply. To visit this week’s other stories click on the froggy face under my story. (more…)
I’ve written plenty before about planning and ways to get more done. So why was it at the end of the year that I found myself floundering and seeming to never have time to take a step forward?
I decided to observe my behaviour and see what I could learn about this problem. (more…)
I had a lovely surprise on Friday when I arrived at work (Livingstone Textiles in Bridport) to find these flowers waiting for me. A customer brought them in to say thank you for the help I had given her in working out her fabric needs. She has a fun and challenging project, renovating a vintage 1950s caravan, and it was complicated working out everything she needed.
It was such a pleasant surprise to be thanked in this way, (more…)