Writing course....

just enrolled for Nik Perring's online 6 week writing course How to write Flash Fiction. It starts on October 3rd and I'm really looking forward to it. I enjoyed his collection of short stories Not So Perfect and my writing needs a much wanted helping hand. I'm looking forward to having assignments. I'm sure I'll be the most talentless on the course but then I'll have the most to learn and it will be worth every penny.....

In a few weeks time I'll be telling you all about my progress and sharing my flash stories.....

Venice is nice this time of year

So excited my words published on another blog 330words  ... New story: Stella takes us to Italy in the spooky yarn, 'Venice is nice this time of year' http://t.co/7sTJxa6

Tales Of My Corsa...

Saturday lunchtime my Corsa was back home, safe in its garage.Three weeks ago it suddenly stopped, like the severest heart attack, it literally died. It was a sunday afternoon. We called the motoring paramedics and within an hour the man who can had towed it to the garage. We pulled onto the garage forecourt and I  slowly walked into the reception feeling full of woe. The salesman explained the service department was fully booked until thursday so I took out my personal effects i.e. my works parking permit and my driving specs and had a lift back home.
Diagnosis was bad, my Corsa needed many new parts and a figure of £1600 quoted. Now the dilemma, buy a new car, buy a second hand car or repair my little Corsa. First option: I didn't want to spend a shed load of money. Second option: I didn't want to buy something that might die on me in a few months so I took the third option. my Corsa is eight years old, bought for my 50th birthday and has only 18,000 miles on the clock, looks new if it wasn't the old shape.
So my car has a new heart, I'm hoping it wont reject it or another organ fails. I think about its automatic transmission and I banish those thoughts. It is well and motoring well. Sometimes I think I'm a witch because if I think of something occassionally it happens. Like when my daughter was eating lashings of salad cream and I said you'll get mouth ulcers, next morning she woke with a huge, painful one. I know its co-incidence but I'm training myself to think only positive thought now :)
The good thing about my Corsa being seriously poorly was I took the bus to work. Now thats leads to Tales of the Bus but those stories I will leave for another day.

Can I manage without a.............

This morning felt like ripping my bladder out...pause whilst I ponder... 'can I manage without a bladder' maybe too disastrous to be without one. Just keep taking the 48 hour sachet relief...at least it tastes pleasant, a lemon fizzy drink. Tomorrow I will wake up and my bladder will have rejoined all my other organs working together (painlessly I hope) to maintain me.... :)  

sometimes it hurts to say YES..

I truely shouldn't have said yes.... I'd eaten my evening meal when the door bell rang...My son yells don't open the door. He runs downstairs and sees to the caller. 'Mother do you want a piece of my prawn and anchovy pizza.' Guess what I say yes please... Now I have raging indigestion....another word for GREED :(

Driving home from work....

Soft Cell's 'tainted love' followed by Charles and Eddie's 'would I lie to you' came on the radio...it was like heaven, two of my favourite songs. It was like I had chosen the play list. My all time favourite must be All Right Now  by Free. It reminds me when I was 16 and on holiday with three girlfriends at Margate. We stayed in two bedrooms above a cafe. I remember when we came in late at night the others would each take a frankfurter from a large opened tin full of brine... yuck.... We met a group of lads from East Kilbride and had such innocent fun. I felt so sophisticated, no more school, starting my first job soon, my whole life stretching out in front of me and I thought anyone over 21 was old...

What shall I write.....?

Writing a blog is really strange, I could write about the things I like... cheese, blue seas, palm trees, friends, family, laughter and the things I hate... spiders, cabbage, being bored. I love my apple green kindle, never thought I'd give up the printed word on paper. To be truthful I still buy books as well as e-books. I'd love to win a short story / flash fiction competition but know my writing is not up to scratch. I enter the competitions and for a nanosecond I believe I could win. The saying 'you have to be in it to win it' is a motto of mine hence I buy a lottery ticket every week :) Why would anyone be interested in my thoughts, its very egotistical and thats what keeps writers writing, the love of words and the thought that people might want to read those words.