Fatty and the Physicist

It's been a busy weekend this weekend and will be a busy week ahead as my birthday celebrations (real or imagined :) ) will continue through the week. Yes, tomorrow is my birthday and I can say that I am at a point in my life where I am happy that I have got to the stage where I am following my heart and doing what makes me happy. Today I attended the Write Around Armadale Meet-up, which brought together the Armadale, Kelmscott and Gosnells writing groups. I have been searching for a writing group for some time and it has been a difficult task as many groups meet up through the day during the week. This is great for the retired and unemployed, but this doesn't work for me. Fortunately, a local break away group from the Armadale Writer's Group has been created called Inklings and it is meeting up on Thursday evenings, every fortnight. I am so there!!! I can't wait to be involved and have a chat with some like minded people (who's average age doesn't hover aroun

...they said my ass was competing with the moon and affecting the tides...so, I have done something constructive and have joined Weight Watchers. Now, instead of lamenting that hormones at this stage in my life are affecting my ability to lose weight as I shove something carby and sweet into my mouth, I now have to be accountable. I know it works, it has worked before and now that it is costing me money I will make sure it works a second time around...watch this space. Hopefully, I will be occupying less of it. :) But to be honest, today, on Day 1, I could kill for a cookie! I am fortunate to have a few more days off ahead of me (and this time with internet access.. our lines have been down and the Physicist has been close to committing homicide on any poor unsuspecting Telstra employee). Phase 1 of editing my long-short/short-long story (hoping to be an early reader book), The Cereal Killer, will commence and I hope to get some more writing done. My days have been a little hectic of

There are days when I sit and it's like my head has gone to dust. Nothing motivates me, nothing inspires me no matter how hard I think, but really inspiration can be found anywhere. Like this morning for example. The sun was rising, I had decided (for the first time as my hubby usually does it) to take both of the dogs for a walk; Harvey who is about 3 1/2 years old and Harper who is about 6 months old. It was still dark out when I left, so walking through the park with the sun coming up, I snapped this picture to keep as something to inspire me at another time.  However, what proved to be more inspiring is the pantomime trying to get the dogs collared and leaded up before we left the house. Harper (the youngest) in all her hyperactive puppiness, decided to jump up on Harvey whilst his collar was on, where she proceeded to get her foot wrapped in his collar and twisted so that she was choking Harvey as she struggled to get her foot our whilst yelping because she was hurting

Feed me! Feed my mind, feed my soul! Two days of information and creativity. Two days talking with like minded people and the absolute pleasure of catching up with an amazing, verbose and thought-provoking friend. Two days of awe listening to someone who made it, and is published and knows their craft. I am at this gluttonous point of just wanting more and more and I'm not ashamed to say it. The course was awesome! Annabel Smith did a fantastic job in taking us through our Creative Writing Course. She made the course interesting and it was great that she has had personal experience with the publishing world. Of course, I bought a couple of her books, which she signed and her message made me love her even more, but what I loved was that she was real, and her journey was real. You could relate her anxieties, and emotions and the sheer frustration of editing and re-editing. I am very lucky that I am on leave this week so I can spend time absorbing myself in reading, writing an

One more week to go until my creative writing course and I can't wait. I have seriously been distracted by life in general, these past two weeks, which explains why I didn't blog last week, so I am looking forward to a full two days of creative thinking with no interruptions.  Through the week I managed to scrawl a shell of a story which I would like to develop, and I have started to work on my mum's memoirs again, but unfortunately the need to get constitutions completed for the Netball Club has taken precedent over everything and this is the first chance (at 7.15pm on Sunday evening) that I have had any chance to write anything remotely creative this weekend. Next week is also lining up to be a hectic one, but I am holding my breath for the weekend, where after my course, I have a week annual leave and all the time in the world to write! write! write! My friend V has taken the plunge and has signed up to complete an illustration course which I am super excited about