Hi all you wonderful followers! I hope you are having a good productive start to the new month.
I am okay, but I feel like I am surviving at the moment rather than thriving. I guess this has been the case for some time. Finishing the novella Beach Town: Survivors was a boost though. But I need to complete editing it and then publish it here for you all to read. I wrote it fairly quickly. You can read the ‘blurb’ or back cover here 👇 any feedback welcomed, or general thoughts on any aspect. If you just want to know a little more, then ask!
So life seems to be continually spinning around and passing by. They say the older you are, the quicker time passes. It feels faster over the last few years, probably because of everything going on.
Now onto something both ridiculous, and offensive: 👇 (I am not associated with these messages, the phone or anything else in this screenshot).
I want to know what led to this conversation. Sounds like the guy is the one in the wrong, but we don’t know what the woman said before this, so is quite possible she led him on in some way. Anyway, hilarious comments ensued such as ‘smooth talker,’ and ‘he’s keen.’
Gossiping around the kitchen table. Tastes like melon salad. ‘Gimme the sugar baby.’ I’m sure you’ll all feel well when you start eating smart tablets. Please remember to fold your tray in the upright position in the event of a crash landing.
I welcome any thoughts on the above messages. I found it both disturbing and funny, in the sense that I could not tell if this was serious. Maybe they are just pulling our legs? I’ll end of a free style poem;
The inner light
rounded and most efficient
the closed gates
The Wizard let me into his lair today and I briefly smelt what I believed to be brewing tea leaves but actually turned out to just be the smell of some lovely flowers he bought. Some yellow, some white and a few purple with many yet to bloom. He’s got the new vase on his window beside a lit tall white candle. He is fiddling with his new tourmaline tumble stone in his hands as he paces the room. Sunlight beams in and his great purple cloak is translucent, revealing the power beneath as a white shimmering glow. ‘I am honoured,’ I say, sitting in his brown leather armchair, helping myself to some crystalline water beside it in the most magnificent crystal jug.
He hasn’t given me permission to allow you to share, as he says his words are so powerful that only a few may actually read them. You are free to enjoy here, but insists that for safety they do not go any further, for risk of looking rather silly. You can also check out the post on soon to be famous quotes.
Just because I like flowers that does not make me a pansy!
When I was a boy I had many wands. My favourite I always kept in my pants
I once stood in a gay bar and told them all I am about to disappear with a poof.
It is one of those days again, release the flying monkeys.
Bring me a crystal, and a pipe.
Ever wondered how they get the rabbit in the hat?
Thanks for reading those selected quotes from the Wizard himself. I had a lovely tea with him and checked how his lilies were doing. They have started to bloom and are the loveliest of lilac, pink and purple in a combination. Closer to pink. I also had a look at his crystals and he said that he prefers to work with them at night, something about the moon. I cannot remember. Anyway have a lovely day!
All of you lovely people need to hear this short story. Today, as part of civil advocacy, where I had to make an application to the court to set aside default judgment, I was nervous, stood up and managed something that could be understood. I was surprised how nervous I was, and simultaneously how well I did, I didn’t do great, but the tutors feedback indicated that I did well for a first time.
I got the law correct. The let down was not being confident enough, and not standing tall. I will do better. But for a first attempt, I say again I did better than expected. I had 8 minutes for my submissions to the judge (ma’am) and 2 minutes for a reply.
Next time we are tasked with application for summary judgment. To be honest, civil litigation has been rather fun. Throw in some drafting of defence and counterclaim and we have potential for cash income.
“Were you having trouble keeping eye contact?”
“It’s hard to keep eye contact when you’re nervous.”
The lectern from which I spoke was about a foot from the tutor… haha I find this hilarious. On a final positive note, I did better than expected. I have to remain positive.
I mowed the lawn
I trimmed the bushes
A cobble path snakes round my garden
I like my garden
She is calm
She let's me rest
Where the sun beams its rays on me
There is no work todayThe work is done
For the moon
My house is clean
I see through the shiny windows