Gratitude Day #7
I am grateful for having social events to look forward to, like the WSF Theatre Department reunion planned for lunchtime today!
I am grateful for happy news.
Today I have had news from my younger brother, it is fantastic and positive and I have managed to feel happy for him, even though the situation is also an unfulfilled dream of mine!
I had the strength to blow away any jealous thought and delight in his moment.
I was offline yesterday – we had planned to sort the house out, after managing the front garden and half a wardrobe build on Friday!
I went shopping for supplies, it was sunny and a friend called over, we had a few hours in the garden. Before the monsoon rains came at tea-time!
We had spent the whole day up in the garden. Productivity was limited to a few laundry loads, a bit more fun with the wardrobe and a few supermarket runs! Good to reconnect with people we haven’t seen for ages because we have been packing and moving and I got to work on the tan lines. (I don’t tan, I just freckle!)
I planned some writing time in the evening, but had joined in the drinking by then and it was easier to watch Star Wars and potter around the boxes I had planned to unpack!
Today I am very excited because I am going for lunch at a beautiful pub and it is a college reunion! 🙂
Not an official, big one – I tend to avoid those at all cost! Just a few friends from the theatre department – we haven’t seen each other since a wedding in the late 90’s. I am the only one without children/husband – but the girls are all going by themselves so I shouldn’t feel too different!
I will update the gratitude posts for Stunt Writing and hope to spend some time this evening updating elsewhere, writing and completing the Sunday Challenges!
This is my entry for FWF – Kellie Elmore’s Free- Write Friday challenge. Last week we all enjoyed writing the time and place prompt. This week we have another one;
It’s high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… GO!
It took a while for Jimmy to come round and when he did he wished he had remained unconscious! Birds were swarming around him like something out of a Hitchcock film. He managed to muster the strength to roll onto his front. He had to protect his eyes from the pecking birds.
The mad farmer had obviously fed them on something they shouldn’t have had. Cannibal birds, he had heard of them nesting around these parts.
Jimmy mustered up his strength, began to tense and relax his muscles, he had no idea how long he had been under. Eventually when he felt a few birds fly away, unable to penetrate his leathers. He mustered up his strength and in one swift flapping movement he rose up like a giant. Ear piercing squawks reverberated around the sun scorched skies as the cannibal birds fled over the corn crop, Jim ran in the opposite direction.
He would have to rethink Operation Scarecrow, this old man had far more back-up than he had expected.
This is my entry to Rochelle’s wonderful Friday Fictioneers this week. Click the button to find out more and read some great flash fiction!
Four Years single, Nancy schemed to find the best way to avoid the mush. Now she was a girlfriend. Ironic. George was understanding of her plan.
She flew out to the Island the next day. Nancy decided she needed to mark the occasion by doing something spectacular. She followed the tourist trail to the dormant volcano.
It was an amazing experience! Despite the worrying notices stating potential eruption!
Claiming her certificate she felt great, alone but not lonely. She couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel to email George. This was one Valentine she’d always remember! The Volcano one!
It is my first day of freedom and I am thoroughly enjoying not having to break my morning and evening schedules up with work. My main priorities before next week are to finish the flat and get it on the market (FINALLY!), unpack and build furniture – Mr G is taking some time off to help me with that tomorrow and the lifting of extremely heavy boxes. Over the weekend we should be able to get the place straighter and that will give me some space mentally!
I also need to source and sign with agencies for work from September.
The most exciting prospect of freedom is being my writing self! Today I have been (in between unpacking and cleaning up) mainly catching up with the Online Writing Course – Stunt Writing and working towards the 2nd module. I have pottered a little in Blogland. I hope to write for some of the challenges later and also CATCH up with Camp NaNoWriMo and my more manageable 20,000 word count!
And the icing on the cake was seeing my friends from London.
Today I will;
Before re-uniting with friends at a country pub! (Lovely not having work the next day!)
We are told not to be too precious. I think I will have to work on that because it seems that I have to rework my idea and may loose the very essence I started with. Which builds the plot. I may get around this with a bit of research. It is good to know and take the advice though – I have built a much stronger manuscript about something completely different (focus) since the 1st critique.
It was lovely to see everyone again from the classes and meet a new writer who was an excellent thorough critic.
I wish we had been able to stay for drinks and chats, but my friends are up from the South-East and were staying in a hotel not far from our venue, so I went for a catch up after instead!
(Bit of a mission as all the roads are being worked on in the city and the ones open are only for public transport so I had to go a strange way! I know the city better by foot so in the end I parked up and walked back to them!)
I got in just after midnight with the writer inside me begging for time – but I was exhausted. It was hard to get myself out of the door at teatime as it was, especially as a good friend had come over to drink with Mr G in the garden and funnily enough drinking was the one thing I associated with leaving work!
Message to tired writers;
Push yourself through it! It is ALWAYS worth it!
I am grateful for the first day of the rest of my life!
For those of you who do not read all the posts I resigned in May and had my last unceremonious day (after 8 years service) yesterday, I know I have done the right thing for myself and the only thing I could have done. The future is uncertain and yet I feel totally placid. The waters are soft and free flowing and I can allow the tide to take me forward to the next chapter. I am not feeling negative or concerned. Sometimes when you have lived between a rock and a hard place for so long, the dank, darkness can be quite comforting, realistically unless you want to spend the rest of your days squished and stilted the ONLY thing you can do is MOVE FORWARD. I have taken my first steps back into the light! And it feels good!