I'm sitting here in my warm office watching the two shetland ponies attempting to nibble the frozen grass that is only just visible above the snow. Yes, it's a beautiful world out there, but cold, well below freezing, and as I'm a woman who hates the cold, I thank goodness I don't have to be out in it!
The next book is waiting to be written. Where to start? What is the first sentence, the first paragraph? These are the joys awaiting me once I've stopped messing about and putting it off. It's all to easy to find something else to do, isn't it? But I know I must get on, so will keep this short. I have the plot, the characters, the period it's set in and the place, so what's stopping me? I'll just go and make another cup of coffee and settle down to it. No excuses. Start today - it's Monday, a new year, a new week. Okay, I'm off. Wish me luck!
Monday, 5 January 2009
We woke up this morning to a white world. Trees frosted, the lawn a white blanket - the cats very reluctant to go outside! The temperature has plummetted to six below zero, and I'm snug in my office in jumper, t-shirt, cardigan, trousers and boots. Reminds me of the old days when I used to write all hours, had no money for heating and used to dress in every warm thing I could find. Those days are gone, thank goodness, but it's good to be reminded now and again that life was once very hard, and to appreciate all I have now. 'im indoors is tramping about swearing and getting cold as he tries to sort out the broken fence, the dying tree and the shed roof which has blown off. I won't be helping him with roofs or anything else this year - not now that my slipped disc seems to have healed itself. Ain't life a miracle? Have a wonderful year.