I’m having trouble thinking and writing at the same time. This isn’t always a problem, as I have proved time and time again that I can write without thinking. However, it’s cold, I’m listening to music and I’m in a rush to get a lot of stuff written before I have to deliver another carful of junk to the new bungalow.
I don’t think well in the cold, and I don’t think well in the presence of music. I know lots of people find it helpful, but I’m not one of them. It’s just distracting noise. I’m also annoyed by the commentary. It’s a You Tube Video about forgotten bands of the 1960s. The Zombies, The Tremoloes, The Hollies, The Yardbirds, The Small Faces . . .
I’m not convinced they’ve been forgotten, and I keep having to stop writing to moan at the presenter. They can’t, of course, hear me, but it makes me feel better. I’m going to have to switch it off in a minute as i need to get some work done. I’m going to be offline for a few days and if I wait until I’m back I will have missed a deadline. Yes, I know it’s only poetry, but it’s one I don’t want to miss. I don’t want to send anything that’s not good enough either, so I’m going to review what I have available (rejection is just the start of a new submission, after all) and see if there is anything worth sending. I have at least one ready but I’m not happy with the haiku.
Julia has just come back from an unsuccessful trip round a craft fairĀ so we are going to have lunch now and, after I finish the submission, we are off for the weekend. We are having more stuff delivered tomorrow, then a new typing chair on Monday. I’ve gone heavy duty and comfortable, because I’m going to be spending a lot of time in it and I don’t want either deep vein thrombosis or a broken chair.
I’m feeling quite energetic today, which I attribute to eating proper meals again. It’s just a shame that I will have to report that lunch was a Festive Sausage Roll (it had cranberry sauce and stuffing in it) and three sushi portions Julia bought back from her shopping expedition. I suppose sushi is healthy . . .
Photos are from December 2015.




