I've been feeling flu-ish and lack-a-daisical and while I've felt inspired to write short snippets and scheduled blog posts, the stories themselves just haven't really taken shape enough to submit.
So this week I decided to post off some poems to a magazine, instead.
I also wrote an enquiry to a magazine that the lovely Ellie told me about called Scribble which seems appropriate for me. This time next week I shall be in Bournemouth on a Writing Workshop. I just hope Della Galton can whip me into shape to get those stories published.
Here's hoping your week has been productive / satisfying.
I'm off to finish the ironing next.
On holiday a couple of years ago I was waiting in the queue at WHSmith to pay for my note book when my umbrella slipped sideways under my arm. To my horror I realised I had managed to 'goose' the customer waiting in front of me and to my utter mortification realised it was also a man! I gasped a horrified apology, my cheeks burning. He seemed to notice my embarrassment and said: "And I thought it was my lucky day!"