• 2013,  achievements,  friends,  NaNo,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  Uncategorized,  writing

    The End of NaNo

    So it’s the end of November and Nanowrimo ends at midnight. I’m a nano winner in that I’ve written over 50,000 words this month. I’ve not written a book. I’ve not even written anything vaguely like a first draft of a book. Some of my friends are talking about submitting for publication pretty much straight away. They are either much better writers than I am or totally insane. Or both. What I’ve written is a mess. It’s a variety of scenes from the idea I had. Some I planned and some I didn’t. Some work and some make me cringe just to think of them. I suspect when I look…

  • 2013,  anaemia,  courage,  depression,  down,  friends,  memories,  personal,  Uncategorized,  unexpected things

    Surrounded by Sadness

    After I wrote the things that make me happy post on Saturday I’d planned to write some more on the subject. I will write more on the subject I’m sure but tonight sees me writing about the opposite of happiness. Because there is a hell of a lot of sadness around me lately. I heard of the death of a friend of mine and my parents yesterday. It was I think the sixth death I’ve heard of in the past seven weeks. Plus my Dad was saying he and my mum know of two others who have died recently. Two distant family members. For one she was in her nineties…

  • 2013,  dose of happy,  Uncategorized

    Things that make me happy

    Mum and I went to see Gyles Brandreth in his one man snow Looking for Happiness this evening. It wasn’t what I was expecting but it was was really good. The only reason it wasn’t what I was expecting was because I didn’t really know much about him in advance of the show tonight and was expecting something a little more stand up like. Some of his stories I’d not heard of the people he mentioned but unlike with some other acts when I’ve been too young to know some of the things or people they were talking about that didn’t matter. I picked up a copy of his book…

  • 2013,  Uncategorized

    Random Bullet Points of Life

    + It’s been ridiculously long since I last finished a book. Too busy writing. I started a book at the hospital on Wednesday but couldn’t concentrate on it. It’s a good book I think just too distracted at the hospital. + I went to wheelchair services on Wednesday and got a new pommel put in my cushion. The OT also adjusted my footplates to what she thought would be a better position to me. She did one and I was all it’s too high, my knees feel like they’re up around my boobs. But I asked her to change the other just to see and once they were both set…

  • 2013,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  Uncategorized

    Writing thoughts or tips

    With it being November and NaNoWriMo I’ve been doing a lot of writing. I’ve also been thinking about writing a lot and I’ve spent some time with groups of writers. Some of these are published writers. Some write fiction, some write articles. Some are very experienced and have written novels for years but aren’t at the stage of submitting them yet. Some just write for fun, and some are just starting out. Writing groups are interesting things. I’ve been part of several different versions of two very different writing groups over the years. One of those groups no longer exists. The other does but basically in name only because I…

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    Once Upon A Time…

    Once upon a time there was a girl called Emma. She was the really impatient sort and really liked the sound of Christmas. So she decided she wanted to be born early and have herself an extra one. Instead of being born in early February 1982 she was born six weeks early on Christmas Day 1981. As a result she was what was called a preemie and developed a little something called CP. That meant she had to use a wheelchair but thankfully she happened to think wheelchairs were all sorts of cool. Now Emma was the second baby born in that Oxford hospital that Christmas (although for years and…

  • 2013,  Uncategorized

    Support of a sort

    Tonight is Children in Need. I don’t like Children in Need. I think it’s inspiration porn and support for charity designed to make people feel better for all the excesses they have (or perhaps in the current climate used to have) by making them pity those who don’t have as much. Or who have disabilities or other so called disadvantages. I wrote about that over on Bea this morning in Be a Hero And I wrote about the same topic here on my blog last year: Inspiration Porn.

  • 2013,  anaemia,  crafts,  creative writing class,  NaNo,  NaNoWriMo,  photos,  powerchair,  Quickie Salsa,  Uncategorized,  writing

    Random Bullet Points of Life

    ♥ I got my powerchair back yesterday and I took it out for a very long wander around this afternoon. I came back cold but with the cobwebs well and truly blown away and feeling happier. (An Instagram I took as proof I went out and because I thought it looked nice. Road, trees, sky, cars going past and the power station in the distance) ♥ I can’t remember if I posted here that I was going to take the creative writing class again. It was going to be a five week class with the same tutor I had before. The first one was last week but the rest have…

  • 2013,  awareness,  Uncategorized

    Remembrance

    At the 11th minute Of the 11th hour Of the 11th day Of the 11th month We will remember them. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not…

  • 2013,  powerchair,  Quickie Salsa,  Uncategorized

    A properly poorly powerchair (part two)

    I wrote most of this Thursday and ran out of time to finish it and then forgot about it! So I got a phone call from the powerchair technician earlier tonight. He’d fixed both the problems he’d found on Monday, replaced my battered arm rests and fitted my new batteries. It was on track for me to have it back tomorrow. All good. But you know when you can just hear in someone’s voice that there’s a but coming? I don’t really know him but was getting that feeling. And unfortunately there was. A pretty big but too. He’d fitted one of the new tyres I requested this afternoon and…