Fatty and the Physicist

Where does the time go? I can't say I have written much at all this week. Oh plenty of emails, texts, facebook comments, notes on lunches, school notes and a list or two, but nothing really creative and I feel the same way I feel when I haven't gone to the gym for a while (oh and you guessed it, I haven't done much of that either!!). I really do have to find my mojo again. It's a little lacking in all departments this past week, culminating in a very upset digestive tract on Friday (TMI...yeah sorry, but it is funny how some things manifest in different ways). If I want to look at positives though, I did finish a book, start another, had some family time with the people I love the most, and may have lost a kg (we shall see...weigh-in is tomorrow). So there was a little sunshine in the gloom of my foggy mind and I will take that and be happy with it hoping for finer weather this week and the fog to lift completely. Things to look forward to this week; well it woul...

...and what a week it was! Wednesday was our inaugural Creative Collective meeting and from some people's perspective (insert Physicist), it may have looked like we had just gone out for drinks. I corrected him of course and said no, it was more than that, and he responded 'Oh that's right, you had dinner as well'.  Well it was a little more than just an evening with dinner and drinks.  There was a lot of discussion and time spent getting acquainted with each other, and with our amazing waiter who looked like Roberto Benigni, but had in fact been his personal waiter in a restaurant when he was writing either a book or film. Our waiter (who was French) certainly knew his wines and V and I had the benefit of his attention when we spent an hour together whilst waiting for the rest of our party to arrive. We both concluded that V has an expensive taste in wine when the wine she was drinking was being sold for $75 per bottle. Myself, on the other hand, would highly recomme...

So I have come to thinking that perhaps my style of writing (insert humour perhaps) may not be quite what Fremantle Press are after.  Much of their work is Australian orientated and they especially love works that involve Western Australia in some way. I appreciate that, so I have decided to tackle one of the bigger publishing houses and see if I can submit my work there. Of course, a bigger publishing house means a greater volume of work coming in across their desks. The nice thing about it is that I can submit my stories online (this saves a heap on postage), they also don't mind if you submit to multiple publishing houses at the same time (as long as you tell them if it has been accepted elsewhere). The downside is they just can't let you know if your work is unsuccessful and will only contact you if you are successful.  Understandable with the volume of work they have to sift through but you still feel you are sending your work into an empty hole never to be se...

Ah!!!! What a week! It started with my birthday on Monday and has not stopped since! It's been crazy but enjoyable and I most definitely have felt the love these past few days. One of the bunches of love for my birthday Another bunch of love The highlight of my week would have to be Inklings, the writer's group I have discovered. A great group of people and I think not just a forum for people to hear each other's work, but a place to learn different techniques. Carolyn and Gemma I thank you for creating this group, really, I am over the moon! This week was the second fortnight where we were learning about In media res. As this was the first week for me, I, unfortunately, missed last fortnight's lesson, but I think I have caught up. I do also have to catch up on the Foreshadowing workshop that was held the two previous fortnights. I have, as I tend to do, gone in guns blazing and full of eagerness and have volunteered to write a piece for next fortnight...

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 hecti...

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 hu...