The show must go on

When I was travelling recently, I wa staying in this small village, quiet, tranquil..........until I discovered a bar called Azur, A small entrance that entices you in, mainly out of curiosity. The walls were covered with photos of exotic people, with a television screen showing an everchanging array of photos.

Enter and you enter another world, and what these brothers did not know about music, left much to be desired. I was given a disc of Freddie Mercury, thank you for that. The villagers call the bar and their owners, the bohemians.

Friendly,bohemian,rare,exotic but most of all nice, in a confused world.

I loved it

Hard days night

It´s been a hard days night and I´ve been working like a dog.............well thats how the song goes but for me it is more like "I´ve been sitting with the dogs!"
I hear you cringe, but it is true, It´s been a while, the summer sun and constant stream of visitors fractured my creativity. I, possibly like most others are at their most creative when they are alone.
I have spent the last days getting to know myself again, I mean my creative streak. sitting in the room where I work, surrounded by all the clutter that I love so dearly. Listening to chill out sounds in the candlelight. It´s taken time to persuade my creative side to return, but it has now and I welcome it.

Also a big welcome to those who visit this site

Paperback writer

Yes thats me, sitting in the hospital cafeteria waiting to be recalled for another scan.So as always out comes the trusty notebook and pen and I begin to scribble thoughts and ideas. I am surrounded by noise and movement but it doesn´t bother me.

I am lost in my little book full of precious writings (precious to me)

I think when I am recalled in 2 hours I will have filled several pages. At times I am More productive if I am away from my workroom and laptop.

Fresh surroundings,experience and new writings. Can´t be bad.......

Summer visits

Why is it that in summer people arrive unannounced on a surprise visit? twice in the last month and I feel like being unsociable...I am down to two pups, with two to go. Not that I want them to but they occupy a lot of time. So whereas I was doing great and only needed to put things together, I am sorry to say ...haven´t had time, and it looks like it will get worse, ouch!
My writing calls me me as I lay in my bed at night, and I long for an uninterrupted moment to reunite with all that is held in my laptop.

Dog Day Afternoon

Well it has been a while, and lots has happened, the flu finally died and I got my brain back. I´m writing with passion, the ideas flow. My dear dog had her pups, first litter and not a clue but as I helped I couldn´t help but be amazed by how wonderful is nature and the act of life..ok call me sentimental, but she had three boys within 2 hours and the very next day 14hours later came the little girl, Lola....I don´t know about you but I call that a miracle! she survived, she´s small but healthy. Each time I look at them, i feel such joy and I go back to my office and write. Miracle or not we have good karma in the house and good karma makes for good writing

Hello,Goodbye

Absence: Ah! she´s writing at last!!

Absence: She´s given up??!!

Neither is true, I have been writing a little, but I have been suffering with terrible headaches
, so the lap top was definately a no go zone.

For many days I wondered if my blogged missed me as much as I missed it...

The headaches have subsided a little, so I decided to show a presence and not an abandoned site.

So on with the show.

I never can say goodbye! Keep reading

My heart sunk....

My heart sunk as I read it again, amended again and translated again, only to find there is no way this story will be in Spanish and still have the same feel and sentiment. Both I and the story have lost the plot. Ah so be it, let it rest awhile in some darkened corner on my desk

Disciplines

One of my disciplines is to annually enter a short story competition, do I hear you say easy??

Yes I like to enter because sometimes I enjoy writing shorter texts, but still find it hard to say all I want in the realms of six pages. So it is a discipline of meeting a deadline, keeping to the number of pages......and here´s where it gets difficult. Write it in Castillano (Spanish) and although I can speak the language, writing it is not so easy.

Typically I always leave it until the last weeks before settling down and writing, firstly in English then into Spanish, but some how it loses the flow, it does not come across the same. Maybe I should write it first in Spanish...difficult and impossible. So here we are two weeks to go, and I have started, Last year I entered a rather strange love story, but this year it going to be a spiritual story, the notes are already waiting. Time to go

Lost for Words

Many things in many days and I confess that my thoughts are all over the place. Spontanious ideas block my concentration. Maybe its the time of year, everyone is Christmas crazy,stockpiling like the world is ending, if it does dont worry there´s sure to be a couple of Barbies,a selection of chocolate and rubber bones, and a turkey in a christmas tree.

My writing these days has slowed down, 1. because I was under pressure to complete two paintings for this season and 2. it seems as if the world and his wife have decided to drop by. where these people are the rest of the year I´m not sure. I have glanced lovingly at my computer just waiting to record my thoughts, and I have promised myself to become a little more unsociable to get myself back on track. So the next post will tell.