National Flash-Fiction Day

Today my little story WORDS was published on the National flash-fiction blogsite. Some really interesting stories to read. This is the link to mine:  http://t.co/FP7wQpkq
Hope you enjoy reading some of the others. 

1st of October

Can't believe how quick this year is going. I've sent off two flash-fictions to the Fish Competition. The results won't be till April 2013. I particularly like these two stories but then I've always got high hopes. I've sent another one to an American blogsite with the theme Trick or Treat but think half of it they won't understand like bums, wobbly blobs, vicars and tarts party.

I love the anticipation of thinking I might be short listed. This year one of my stories was long listed for the Fish competition and that gave me great encouragement. Maybe I can write one good story.

Just read a blog about a Goat Herder, a woman living in Spain with 50 goats that are hand milked daily and the milk sold for goat cheese. Sounds idyllic but I'm sure at times her life is as boring and stressful as everyone else's. She writes really well. I felt I was with her delivering baby goats!    http://www.experienceolvera.co.uk/         

330 words except mine are 199

Today I received an e-mail to say my story "Armageddon" was going to be published ttp://t.co/8wJ2L4bO   on 330words. I really enjoy reading the 330 words or less on that blog.

I also had an e-mail to say my story "Tat" has been accepted and will be published in an anthology. An amazing day. I have submitted a few other pieces of writing so I wait with bated breath :)

This week I have discovered Cadbury's Crunchie Biscuits. They are wonderful like eating Crunchies. I'm watching the TV drama A Mother's Son.... I'm still deciding whether I should continue or reach for the remote off button. I'm reading "Interview with a Jewish Vampire" by Erica Manfred. I'm half way through and enjoying it. I always think I know how a story will end and I'm hoping I'm not right. I'd like a twist in the tale of this one.

Tomorrow.......

Tomorrow my story 'The Last Corner' is going to be published on 1000words. I'm so excited to think it was considered good enough. I love it but then I love my stories even the really bad ones :) http://1000words.org.uk/

Morecambe

Just back from spending four days with Sal in Morecambe. Only rained a little when we went to the Midland Hotel for afternoon tea on Tuesday. Unfortunately it was fully booked so we waltzed out, not flounced out, that would have been rude and went to the jetty cafe and had scampi and chips, delicious.

Yesterday we walked 6 miles along the canal to Carnforth Station to eat at The Brief Encounter cafe. It was like stepping back in time to the 1945 David Lean's classic film set. I  felt like Celia Johnson except I was eating wonderful stuffed mushrooms, potato skins and salad followed by a scone with raspberry jam. Didn't see anyone that remotely looked like Trevor Howard. Bought a tea towel.

Managed to read Carol Birch's Jamrach's Menagerie. It's an excellent story and very well written. Ate quiche made by Sal and Morecambe shrimps on toast. Sal is an excellent hostess. Thanks Sal.

Bathroom Blues

It's day 8 or working day 7, either way its been too long without a bathroom. Lucky for us we have an outside toilet else I'd have worn out the patience of a saint keep knocking on doors asking to use the neighbours lavey.
Day 1, the tiles came off the wall with the bathroom fitter tutting that the plaster was crumbling and it would need re-plastering. what a surprise the house was built in 1939....Survived the 2nd world war and wasn't coventrated.
Day 2, all the bathroom fittings and fixtures removed. Goodbye Darth Vader complete with Light Sabre and shower gel. Goodbye Mother Duck and two little ducks with the yellow paint peeling off that my mother bought us years ago.
Day 3, plaster boarded, shower tray fitted
Day 4, new ceiling with spotlights and extractor that looks like a spotlight only bigger.
Day 5, Day off .... no workmen.... no kettle on the boil.
Day 6, New window, one wall tiled. (love the tiles seeings I couldn't remember what we'd chosen and was dreading they would be dark and horrid)
Day 7,  the Sabbath
Day 8, walls nearly all tiled, floor tiles laid and instructions not to walk on them.

I had the first five days off work to man the kettle and have a love hate relationship with the bathroom fitter. Back to work now with husband in charge of the kettle. Perfect bliss.

Showering everyday is like a military operation. Packing towels, shampoo, soap, hair dryer lugging the bag around in case I spot a free shower. Where have the Victorian slipper baths gone? My parents happily let me run up their stairs cartwheeling into the bathroom.

I know one thing I'll never have another bathroom fitted in my lifetime unless we move house and that isn't likely. Few more days and I hope I'll have the bathroom of my dreams. Not that I've ever dreamt about a new bathroom. :)

Bored

 I get easily bored and tonight is no exception. European football on TV. No one on Twitter or Facebook. ( Must all be watching football!) I've been snacking on mixed nuts and raisins. Tried to write a flash fiction but it seems to be going to be a short story and my attention span isn't long enough to write more than 500 words. Maybe this is the one that will stretch me. Sent off several flash fictions. Three to a competition and one to a website. Fingers crossed the competition ones will get long listed. Think I'll be in my dotage before my writing gets recognised as amazing. Whoops my tongue is in my cheek :)
I'm trying to read more and more and edit my own scribbles more and more. I'd like to write more but I'm lazy. I admire authors who say they live to write. I've always wanted to write a bestseller but its easier to say than do. Think it might be a novel containing a thread through lots of flash fictions, now thats an idea ............