DAYS AND WEEKS

I have been away and writing a lot, and am slowly but surely putting together a story. a novel to be precise, historical non fiction. So far I have about seventy thousand words and am pretty pleased with that. I have yet to edit, spell check and do my second draft whatever that is. Chopping out bits I don’t like, adding new stuff and generally knowing the story like I wrote it myself. It has become immersive enough to trick me into thinking it is October time some days. ( it is when the story is based) To preserve my sanity and sense of time there shall be a fast forward. heading straight into April or May, so it is warmer in fiction as well as daily life.

Of late, there have been a couple of arguments, a court case won and not very much in the way of work Unless of course you include, creativity, sweat and lots of writing. All of which are work, you try having a world without art and see what its like. Not much fun I imagine, rather dull, grey and bleak. a bit like an old Soviet style supermarket. Perhaps not even that exciting.

Whatever I am doing, did I mention gardening? it is doing me good of some sort, propping up my mortal remains and has taught me that people who only want to come round, cause you have a printer can fuck off. They can learn some life lessons first. The same goes for the idiots, who swallow up conspiracy theories and think it important that Brigitte Macron may or may not have had a penis at some point of her life.

Most of the day times now are spent writing, interspersed with bits of gardening and going to the gym. Though I have been a little lazy these last days and need to get a work out in sometime. The evenings are mostly given over to painting. If things are moved around, I may end up painting more, and writing just as much. Spending less time in front of a keyboard may be advantageous and better for my general health. Putting my time over to being creaive and allowing that to flow will be just as so.

I will be posting new work shortly.