Really Writing!

Yes I kept to my New Years Resolution. I began writing a children's story which one day I may finish. The initial responses from chosen readers were positive. PC breaks down, brother in law kindly repairs it......and I completely lost the flow.

So, I had a fresh idea, not for a childrens book, I think I was trying to take the easy option with that, but for an adult novel. No, I don't mean a triple x rated love and lust story, I mean the kind of book that I would like to read. A thriller, a murder mystery, possibly with a bit of supernatural horror thrown in.

This idea hit me, and I literally mean hit me one night and it blossomed. It imposed itself as a question. Could what I was thinking really happen? So I went on the long road of research, using the internet of course, and loop de loop! yes, it could happen.

So my story began. All I had in my head was the idea for the end. Normally I would sit and think, and think, and think, trying to start at the beginning, work everything in and finally get to the end. Those efforts in the past have stopped with the thinking!

So, fingers poised, I picked the name for he leading lady, began typing, and for once it flowed. The story appears to be writing itself within my head and I'm not sure if that is a good sign or not. I'll be writing away on the current chapter, and another idea will come into my head, one that is a perfect link, a perfect clue for further on in the book. It's almost like an umbrella effect. I started with the handle, then one spoke appeared, then another, finally all the spokes will be there and eventually the waterproof cover will mesh itself together to complete the effect.

Hopefully the waterproof cover will be the end of the book. Then all I need to do is keep opening and closing the umbrella, in the form of sending copied to publishers. Maybe the umbrella will finally be used in the rain! Meaning it may be published.

I still have so much research to do. I need to get back in touch with an old police friend, or anyone know a police person willing to help a budding writer with her research? I need to study a little more on forensics, molecular biology, the processing of DNA.........amongst other things that would give the game away, and that I have already studied a little of, and no it's not psychology or Spanish!

So.........wish me luck. And please, please, please don't let my "backspace" key fall off like it did last weekend in the middle of writing! Hoe can you write a novel with no back space ke ?! Hubby to the rescue, and believe me those things on a Dell are hard to put back on, blinking fandangled contraption took him an hour to do bless him. He will get an acknowledgement in the book. My backspace repairer extrordinair.

Oh.....writing will take a back seat in a week, while we are sunning ouselves (hopefully) in Majorca for just over 2 weeks. But I will be taking notepad and pen to jot down any ideas that pop into my head over a gin and tonic :)

Bye for now

Asta La Vista

Whisky

xxxx

Returned

I'm back. After two weeks in sunny Mallorca our usual holiday haunt, I now don't feel as if we've been away.

On our arrival we found we HAD been allocated the apartment we had viewed in May, the one with the terrace big enough to have a party of thirty people or more.....overlooking the entertainment and the pool, and we immediately felt at home.

On our walk out that first evening heading towards our favourite restaurant I raised a question to hubby. Would the holiday erase the memories of the previous 4 weeks? He answered simply, nothing will erase the memories, but you need to relax now more than ever.

I did, I tried and I did.

I picked up a book as we checked in. One of the only books that caught my attention. Prescribed Danger. I love medical thrillers and this one looked as if it was right down my street. I read it in three days, and there were three "memories" in it. A Dr's name, a condition, and one of the instances of the crime. I'm sure if I re read it now I would miss them, simply glide over the words and they would just be what they were, words. But at the time they caught my breath.

The book finished I went on the hunt for another. There was a small cafe that offered a book library facility. Looking along the rows of books only one caught my eye. A hardback but paperback. The sort they sell at airports for travellers. I paid my 5 euro's deposit, telling hubby we would get it back whe I returned the book.....I never got it back, I never returned the book.

It was the author's 2nd book. It had me gripped from the start, I even had to read the end of the first chapter twice as I was unsure had read it right.

I thoroughly enjoyed the book, refreshing, full of new ideas, and based on some of my all time favourite things, a solid main character, murder, mystery and tarot cards.

One night as I put the book down I noticed something. It was a 1st edition, only printed in August 2007, and in the first pages, and on the rear of the book it stated it was an unedited proof copy. It was then that I decided it would be brought home safely in m hand luggage.

Mum has it now, and I hope she enjoys it as much as I did.

I enjoyed it so much that not only have I ordered the author's 1st book, but I have found his blog, and e mailed him to show my appreciation. He sent me lovely reply back, he took the time to do that and that meant the world to me.

Anyway, work has been the usual. Busy with lot's going on. Internal politics, arguements and the suchlike. I just go there to do my job, enjoy the company, and along the way have a laugh. I'm trying to steer clear of the whispers and back stabbing, I don't want any part of it.

Oh....there's an addition to my body as well, a simple tattoo. Maybe one day I'll show you. Hubby also had one, a large tribal tattoo from his shoulder to his elbow and I love it.

So....would the holiday erase the memory of the previus four weeks.......



Hugs and love

Whisky

xx