Of Trickling Time September 6, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Domestic Doings, Journal , 13 commentsSo. No more excuses. The boys waltzed off to school at 8am. I have six hours. Six Great British hours stretching ahead, begging to be filled with words.
Excuses I will not be using:
The dog keeps looking at me with his eyes. He wants to be taken out for emptying purposes.
I cannot take the dog out as I am waiting for the Water People to come. They are planning to dig up my front garden and kitchen to replace water pipes.
The Water People have not come. I have waited for an hour. I have drunk lots of coffee. Very lots, in fact.
If/when the Water People turn up, I will still not be able to walk the dog. I will have to wait because I will need too many wees after all the coffees. I am rather rubbish at weeing in hedges. And the cows might laugh at my bottom. Perhaps I will laugh at their bottoms first, just in case.
I have five hours. The dog is still staring at me in his sinister, smelly way. Sigh.
Of Heartbreak Hell September 1, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 19 commentsWhile tarting around various publishers’ websites, as I’m apt to do in the name of research, I happened upon a competition to list one’s top 5 break-up songs. Well, I thought, that’s got to be worth a half hour of procrastination.
And. I won a book. Ex and the City by Alexandra Heminsley. Signed, too. Cool bananas. So, you can read all about my top 5 break-up songs and why I love them here. Part of me is thinking hey, words what I writ are on the PanMacmillan website. But it also means the PanMacmillan people might think I’m a tragic loser which will stand me in great stead when I beg them to publish my novel. Sigh.
Could I win the lottery next, instead, please? I think lovely bf might be a bit more pleased about that somehow…
