I’ve been a little restless lately, and I’ve been looking for something that was in my control and change.
At last count, there are some things. I can try to change my outlook of the world. Tough one, eh? How can you change it when you see the same thing over and over again? Now, this is a good question and if anyone can answer it to me, I’d be grateful.
Then I thought about changing the look of the house by playing with furniture and nick-knacks and other things like that. Well, I rolled up my sleeves, looked around, and with a sigh, I instantly gave up, I must tell you. It’s too much work involved and too little patience on my side. So that one was a “no go”.
I took the entire day yesterday to think about it, and I didn’t make much way. There was always something there: laziness, affordability, lack of interest, you pick.
Today, though, I’ve finally found something to change. I like to bake and, if you’ve ever read my bio on Amazon, for instance, then you already knew that. If not, you’ve just found out. Interesting, huh? Well, maybe for some of you. I doubt the others will find it of notable interest. Anyway, as I like to bake and I have had to bake some bread – I discovered an hour ago that there was no crumble of bread in the house and lunch is almost here, I’ve decided to change the bread recipe. I’ve baked the same type of bread for the last few years and something new was due. So, I’ve changed it. I can’t tell you how that turned out, as the bread is still in the oven, but that little thing, the experiment with ingredients, made me feel that I’ve accomplished something.
The tribulations of a writer’s life are many – at least when you’re aspiring to become a writer, which means to have sales, people following you and showing interest in your work.
It’s not easy-peasy to have your work out there. Well, you can publish it, that’s no big deal. The question is: how do you make people notice you or your work? I’ve heard a lot of theories and I must admit, I’ve put every single one in practice. After all, I do want to be able to say: hey, look here, I’m a writer! Nonetheless, nothing panned out or at least for the moment. I’m probably not a good seller. I might be good at writing but that doesn’t mean people would take my word for it. I still have to make people believe it. Well, one of these days I might stumble on the right way. Until then, I’ll just scribe away.
You might wonder how come I’ve started writing today. I’ll tell you the secret: the heat is gone. There’s a bit of wind, a little chill in the air: perfect weather for me. I know that some of my fellow Canadians hate me for being happy for this change in the weather (if not 99% of them), but right now, I don’t care. It’s a beautiful day and I feel in my element again.
The heat is not for me, at least if it isn’t accompanied by a sandy beach and a wavy sea and the sea breeze. I’m quite particular in this matter. During the last few days I couldn’t even think properly and that reflected in my writing: none to speak about.
Now, I can enjoy my yard. Of course, I don’t enjoy Rex’s constant hunt for squirrels. Don’t worry, squirrels are safe. They’re there in the tree, chattering at Rex and driving him mad. Consequently, he drives me mad and I suppose everyone living in the proximity. Fortunately, my neighbors – the five-people family with a penchant for bad swearing and ill-treating of their own children, are not here. They left for a birthday party yesterday afternoon and haven’t returned. Don’t ask why! I’m not a psychic and I can’t know why. However, it’s been heavenly peaceful this morning. No yelling, no swearing, no Elvis redemption (that from the other neighbor – I think he went somewhere as well because no peep came from his side)! Well, I don’t complain, quite the opposite. It’s been a while since I could sit in my yard and just write without interruptions. Let’s just hope that it will last.
Well, not much to say as I haven’t left the house since yesterday evening. But I will keep you posted, no worries!
Have fun, it's summer!
This is one of my favorite places in the world: Santorini, Greece! I do miss it!
Born sometime in the past century, living in the 21st century.
Sometimes I have good ideas... (what do you think?)
Sometimes fascinating guests!
(that for sure!)
Sometimes I have to share some of my frustrations,..
(not too tempting, huh!)
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