I cannot believe how completely useless I have been at blogging. But I have a reason. And it's partly a good reason, and partly a bad one.
I think I'll get the bad reason over first, because it is more of a confession than a reason.
There! I said it!
I know, I know... UTTER bollocks and WHY does anyone bother going on Facebook, when there isn't a Face or a Book in sight. When it's much easier to pick up a phone and RING someone. When you can go out in the street (lane, in my case) and just TALK to someone. Much better, eh? Than hauling oneself up in some seedy room, tapping madly on the keys, commenting on some silliness that someone has written about what they had for tea or the shape of the new shoes they have bought.
I know, I know. UTTER bollocks.
But oh, so tempting....
So. Confession over.
And straight on to the Good Reason.
Am writing !! Book! Children's! Nearly finished! Hooray!
In addition to all house work, and Work Work, and trying to maintain the smallest amount of order amongst family, children, garden and dog...
But AM writing and so loving it.
Even if it IS total Toss (which am hoping is NOT) but even if it IS am thrilled to bits that I started something, carried on, and now have almost finished.
Will then need to go back and edit and Stuff. (note how NOT author-like I am...)
And then can write those wonderful words at the end.
Hope all your lives are swimmingly gorgeous. Anyone else feel a little nicer towards Murray now? The great big girl's blouse.
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