Some months ago, I posted off for a free offer in the Telegraph for a magnolia. Sounded good. It arrived a few days ago, in a packet 3 foot long! We can't think where to put it. It's been put in a pot this morning while we think about it. I'm in favour of hacking down an evergreen thing by our front door, which is getting a bit long in the tooth, and putting it there. More light in the living room and lots of sunshine for magnolia. I feel very silly, though, signing up to a magnolia without realising how big it was!
Saturday 10 March 2012
Sunday 4 March 2012
Writing as Therapy
I've never been one of those people who could write to sublimate. Normally when I'm having a bad time in real life, I dry up. However, over the last week, I've had an exceptionally bad time at work, very stressed, panicky, going-to-the-doctor level depressed, but the only thing that has helped me calm down is writing. I've amazed myself by writing with a focus I haven't had for months.
I've subbed two stories this week and I'm three-quarters of the way through re-editing 'Anna the Dissident', a story I've struggled to get a handle on for years. You have this character and she's quite clear in your mind but can you tie up a short story plot? Only a few days ago did I realise that her hang-up was being called a 'dissident' and only as I write this am I working out why.
Oh, and some acceptances would be nice as well.
I've subbed two stories this week and I'm three-quarters of the way through re-editing 'Anna the Dissident', a story I've struggled to get a handle on for years. You have this character and she's quite clear in your mind but can you tie up a short story plot? Only a few days ago did I realise that her hang-up was being called a 'dissident' and only as I write this am I working out why.
Oh, and some acceptances would be nice as well.
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