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Thursday Truths...Educating Rita...i.e.me!

Untitled DocumentThursday Truths!Yesterday, I finished my novel and remembered that today is Thursday Truths. Then this morning I remembered that Thursday Truths was changed slightly last week (due to the on-again-off-again nature of Tuesday rants) as Tuesdays sometimes contained truths. Do you remember? I had gone all theme-y. It was “sleep” last week.I don’t really expect you to remember, especially not when my memory is so bad, but I did again ask for prompts...again received none...but then my Twuddy the Gargoyle proffered two; Charity and Death, and seeing as I blatantly ignored her suggestions last week I am going to address one of them this week.CharityI need to add some kind of disclaimer to this which is: its not that funny and is a bit long and if you have known me for a year now then you may have heard some of this before!Lets get this show on the road.....The majority of my childhood was spent growing up in the 80’s and I consider myself very lucky, it was a g…

Moutaineering with moi!

Today is rant or truth day and although in the past many things have irritated me it seems that today I have woken up particularly perky! Who’d a thunk it?
I had no real idea but I have a story that sort of (as in totally does not) related to the month I have had. As some may know, I have been writing a novel for NaNoWriMo this month, and it hasn’t been easy but neither has it been too hard. The quality is questionable but that’s why its just a first draft and I am nearing the end of November, the end of the novel and the end of 50,000 words. It has been a real learning curve for me as I have never written so much before, and never finished a story idea that I have had, so I guess NaNo has worked in giving me a kick up the bum, and its down to me to carry it on, with some of my own self-kicking!
I want to compare it with climbing a mountain…or rather I am going to compare it with climbing a mountain. Once I reach the end of the first draft (I see this as the mountain peak in this sc…

NaNoWriMo (Sneaky Peak)

Untitled DocumentThis year is my first attempt at NaNoWriMo and so far it has been a pleasurable experience. I had not thought to post extracts of my progress, and be warned they are as is with no editing/rewrites etc., mainly I think because the idea for the story had come about from some flash fiction (it was to be posted in 12 parts but I decided to stop at part 10 when I chose it to use as a basis for Nano - part 1 is still avaible on the blog). My progress has been steady and I have been lucky enough to find some writers to word monger with in the evenings and at weekends and I think it would have been much harder without them. I am currently backed into a corner with the story and unsure which way to go next and have been struggling this week. I am hoping that once I get through this momentary writers freeze I will be merrily on my way.I considered writing a summary but as the story is still unfinished I will leave you with four extracts taken from page 2, 18, 27 & 36. Any f…

Sleep sleepy sleep sleep...zzzzzzzzz

Sleep sleepy sleep sleepI decided to be organised this Thursday and tweeted for prompts last night. I sat back and waited for all of my loyal and devoted followers to tweet me their prompts...as time passed I continued to hit the refresh button...I have to conclude that Twitter was down for about 12 hours because I only had the two prompt suggestions and both from the one person! The prompts were: Southern CharmOmnipotenceI considered these and instead opted for an indirect prompt. The prompt came via my dear friend and comrade in the impending uprising...by dear friend I mean; I have exchanged tweets for about a week now and by comrade in the impending uprising I mean: comrade in the impendning uprising.He has been suffering from insomnia and even tweeting to me didnt help (I thought it was fail safe!) and thus I bring to you this weeks Thursday Theme (drum roll please....)SLEEPSleeping is something that I have always been very good and I would even go so far as to call it a natural…

10 Things ....

10 Things that I have considered ranting about or writing about this morning…what can I say I’m sensitive..
1. Martin Lewis tweeted about an article he wrote in 2009 about banning Christmas presents, and he is now using the hashtag #BanXmasPresents
I have no problem with this idea and he says himself that he is talking about giving gifts to people outside the immediate family, like friends and work colleagues.
My issue (I always have one these days!) is that it is just common sense, to only buy gifts for those who you want to buy gifts for and to only spend what you can afford. I think it is patronising, but maybe it isn’t, maybe there are people out there who cannot think these thoughts for themselves and who sit at home wondering how they cope without being told the most obvious stuff by someone they don’t know (like me :p)
I guess it is something that annoys me in general about some articles like this, I despair with people who have no common sense and I grow agitated with …

Isletunna welcomes you...

I dont know where this story came from, a piece of impromptu flash fiction, maybe there is more. What do you think?

The baby opened his mouth and gave an almighty wail. He had only just entered the world and could hardly know what future he would have but he cried out as if he did. His lungs drew in great gulps of the toxic gas that filled the planets atmosphere and in less than a few seconds a mask was placed over the newborn infants small mouth and nose and the anxious parents looked on in hope that no damage had been done. It had been ruled upon for many years that all children of Isletunna were to be born on the surface and only the survivors of the blackness would be allowed to enter their haven.
The parents had born other babies that had not survived their first few breaths and they had watched as within a minute or two, the small delicate children had begun to cough and splutter as a black sludge would dribble from their mouths, their eyes would roll back in their heads and turn…

Thursday truths...introducing....

Untitled DocumentThursday truths is a chance for me to rant about something rattling around in my brain cell or to tell you a tale of my life to date. I do the same thing on a Tuesday, and last Tuesdays Cairo tale was rather lengthy, so to avoid boredom I have decided to keep it short today! A little shorter....

You see, a couple of weeks ago, I opened a second Twitter account to use to tweet about my writerly journey, life and writing. I intend to tweet about what I am writing, whether it is a poem or a song or some flash fiction or my current novel, it will be tweeted about there.

There are two weeks left of #NaNoWriMo and each day I will tweet 140 characters from a sentence that has been written that day, for example yesterday I tweeted:

'some love is so great that you cannot control it, you are a slave to it and you will do whatever it takes to have it'
I will also be around between the hours of 8-10pm (GMT) to answer any questions you may have about aforementioned wri…

Write 4 Ten: At the breakfast table

Untitled Document At the breakfast table was this weeks prompt for Write 4 Ten (see side bar)and I decided to write for it. I went slightly off topic of 'at the breakfast table'. I was prompted by it though, so I guess that still counts.

The wooden table filled the dining room leaving barely enough space to walk around it whilst people were seated. There was pulling out space but that was it. It ocupied the whole room, owning it, and people had to fit in where they could. It had orginally been her great grandmothers, and then her grandmothers, her mothers and eventually on her wedding day it became hers.

It had plenty of dents in it from over the years; the time it had fallen off the cart that had carried it from the flea market to her great grandmothers house, some scratches; when the children were learning to use cutlery, a partial saw ridge; her brother and cousin had it in their heads that they were going to make a pirate ship out of it, her grandfather had rescued it jus…

I'm just as bad...

I was teasing someone earlier today about their lack of blog presence and post...DOH! I am just as bad at the moment.

The novel is taking a lot of time in the evenings and all my stitchy projects are for exchanges, my writing blog does get updated with some flash fiction, poems, the odd song, rant and true stories. So check that out if you have time :D

I am always available on Twitter if you go to: @tsk_show and let me know you came from the island and I will follow you back :D

I miss you all! ((((((Hugs)))))))) and some pretty photos to make up for it.



Tuesday Truths: At the Copa CaCairo!

Untitled Document Its another Tuesday :D
Last week we (I) discussed the issue of value focussing mainly on self-worth and the impact of social media on how you asses that.
This week I thought you might want less rant and more truth but as there are no prompts today I have to find my own prompt (as I did last week) and here goes...Twitsperation.
Its 9am and I have asked for prompts..a mere five minutes...as I am an impatient fool otherwise I will be hijacking the first tweet at 9.06am...
**waiting**twiddles thumbs**flexes muscles (ahem)**starts whistling**times up!**
I have decided to go professional and up market...so here is the...
Results section:
First suggestion...'lopl' meaning: this stands for Laugh Out Proper Loud
Second suggestion....complaint about my spelling :( Oddly I spelt it correctly above!
Third suggestion... was a wish for greater english vocabulary so they could suggest a weird word.
Fourth suggestion...'Serendipity' meaning: The faculty…

Write 4 Ten: Ceiling Fan

Morning! 
I have missed these prompts and thought I would treat you all. I use the term 'treat' quite loosely here. So, here it is....
Szhvit…szhvit…szhvit..the ceiling fan whirred above the bed. It only succeeded in moving the warm air around the room. She lay on the large bed in shorts and t-shirt, trying to be as flat as she could and inadvertently making a snow angel. ‘Snow’ she thought…and then tried to unthink it…as she looked to the window and started to see snowflakes floating down to the ground. She stood up and turned the fan off, she figured that she had about half an hour until she would have to put the fire on.
Children who had been playing out in the streets, having water fights were now even more excited at the prospect of being able to make snowmen, to have snowball fights and to have a day off from school. She smiled to herself, the hot weather had made her so lethargic as all her energy was spent on keeping cool, cold weather she could do things in, she could…

Thursday Truths...Tales of the Crypt

This story was requested by some good friends on Twitter, star Twuddies that are @HapRochelle & @LynnGerrard. There are unfortunately no photo's as this was pre-digital cameras! Got a cuppa? Sitting comfortably...then let me begin...

After graduating from university I decided to go travelling with my friend, she had been living in Israel on a Kibbutz for a year whilst I was doing my final year, and we had decided to take a month to see Israel, Jordan & Egypt.
I had never backpacked before but was confident and careless and safe in the knowledge that she had a list of instructions from a friend who had travelled around the same region previously. Everyone knows that if you have a list then you can’t go wrong…right?!
We also planned to spend 1 week in Israel, which was plenty of time to see everything that we wanted to, and my sister asked to come along for that segment of the trip. I think she was pleased to leave at the end of the week and get back to normality; many pe…

Work in progress...

Untitled DocumentI started writing this yesterday, but thought it was too serious to post and feel I need something a little lighter, and it is still a work in progress. It will most likely change over time - so keep popping back - and if you want to collaborate and add something too it then please comment below. I won't be publicising this one, so lets keep it between us...:D

Emptiness inside you that rattles with every step,
Filling slowly from the edges, reaching inner depths.
Tender moments that embrace your heart,
Forcing joy to dissipate within each part.

Timing is difficult to control,
Erratic cracks and dents demeans your whole.
Trading joy & love with hurt & pain,
Keeping quiet that they aren't the same.

Surface illusions of the wrong kind,
Inner decorations that glitter your mind.
Accepting your destiny and fate,
Denying the reality and fighiting self-hate.

Captive only to the doubt inside,
Escaping…

Tuesday Truths: Value

Tuesday TruthsToday is Tuesday and I decided last week to dedicate Tuesdays and Thursdays to Truths.
These truths can take the form of a rant or a true story. I thought (naively) that it would be easy to think of things. I decided I would need a prompt and after announcing on Twitter that today was Tuesday Truths and I needed inspiration (of which I would get from the next tweet) not one of the people I follow tweeted...I never knew I was so intimidating (i'm not) and a whole five minutes passed before @TheBloodyQuills retweeted. The Bloody Quills are a band that I reviewed recently which you can check out by clicking here. They retweeted an uberfact which was...
The Olympic Gold Medal is actually only 1.34% gold.
You would expect the Gold medal to be made of 100% gold but its not. How often have you met someone who has turned out to be nothing like they profess or seemed to be at first?
Many times you think someone is one thing and theyre not. You trust people at face value…

Grandads Voice: poem

I promised a poem today and here it is...inspired by a character in a podcast produced by BannedLibrary  (also on iTunes podcasts) called Grandad. Check out podcast 4 for a listen (he's towards the end'ish)

Grandad speaks

Smooth Steady Enticing 
Gentle Gravelly Delighting
Deep Heavy Unrelenting
Quiet Sexy Pretending

Monday Morning Update/Plans for November

Good Morning! (maybe) Its been a while since we had an update...

Writing: NaNoWriMo

I started participating in National Novel Writing Month on 1st November. It means that I have to write 1666 words a day for the next 30 days (unedited) in the hope of having a 50,000 word draft novel.

I told myself that I would not go out for the month. I would stay in and write and craft (I am so behind on that I must be on a death wish list somewhere) and become a recluse (I'm not far off that already!). But good intentions as they are prone to be are just that good intentions and...

Day 1: I won some tickets via Twitter to see We Are Scientists play an acoustic set in London. It was for the very same day...should I give the tickets away or should I go...whats a girl to do? ANS: Go of course! It was on the far side of London so took 2 hours there and 2 hours back and so I never had time to write. I also managed to win a signed T-shirt whilst I was there! It was a lucky day for me.

Day 2: I finish ha…

Music Review: Beethum

Many of you will know that there are a hundred and one music apps (possibly a slight exaggeration) out there where the musically minded can upload tracks for 'us' the audience to have a listen and either go...
Ewwww! or Ooooooh!
...and one such site is called SoundCloud.

Now the nature of this site is that you can follow people who are also registered on the site, and any tracks that they upload, favourite or download you will see on your timeline. It’s a bit like Twitter, where you can see what the people you follow have favourited. The only difference being that these tracks will appear in your timeline regardless, whereas in Twitter the person has to retweet in order for you to see it (or you have to look up their activity).

So one sunny day I was on SoundCloud and I noticed a track that someone had favourited. The track was called ‘Hurricane’ and was by a band called beethum. Now, if you are an older person (NOT old!) like me then this might bring to mind Beechums (Cold &am…