It’s still supposed to be summer. At least that’s what the
calendar says. August - is part of summer isn’t it? Though I have to admit that, listening to the
rai lashing against the windows as I write this, it doesn’t seem that way, It
feels a lot more like autumn – sorry,
Fall – with a nip in the air and a
wind whistling round the chimney.
In the UK the schools
are still closed and the children on holiday so everywhere is busier than
normal. If we go out, travel anywhere by
train or bus, the seats are full of boys and girls, all glad to be out of the
classrooms and enjoying their free time. So right now, for me, it’s a good time
to be staying at home and writing. It’s
cool enough to work, damp enough to want to stay indoors, and I can get the
peace and quiet I want sitting at ,y desk and enjoying the company of my
characters.
So as far as I’m concerned, August can stay like this for a
while. I’m glad to pause and take a breath.
You see, July is always a pretty
hectic time for me and my DH. We have the UK’s Romantic Novelists’ Association
Conference which this year was held
in Telford, Shropshire. That was a fun get together of so many romantic
fiction writers- or would-be romantic
fiction writers – lots of great workshops, discussions, debates, excellent meals and a little bit of wine
drinking. Oh, and a quiz – our team
(myself, DH and 4 friends) won the quiz,
if only by half a mark!
We had time to come home, do some laundry, arrange for a
changeover of cat-sitters, and then we set off again – for Wales this
time. As always we headed for Fishguard
and the wonderful Writers’ Holiday. More workshops, more talking, more discussion,
more eating – the food in Fishguard is always good and plentiful. Another quiz –
which our team won again, this time by 5
points! Oh yes, and the usual wonderful
ending to the holiday listening to the fabulous sound of a Welsh Male Voice Choir. We were all in tears by then at the thought
that so sadly this was the last summer
Writers’ Holiday. (But we will be back again for February!)
After we arrived home, we had to set out again – this time
for my DH to appear and do a signing in a bookshop in York – August 1st
is Yorkshire Day – so as a Yorkshireman born
and bred, his books on Yorkshire history and crime were very popular. I’m
always happy to visit this wonderful city so
I didn’t even mind when the rain started – there were plenty of shops to
visit!
So that was July. And I’m sure you can understand why I feel
glad to snatch a break and stay inside at home and actually do some writing! I
have a book to finish and send in to my editor before September – because in September
it all starts again – There’s a trip to London
for the Association of Mills and Boon Authors lunch. A Conference in Liverpool
(DH is speaking there so hopefully I can
find it a bit of a break ) . . . another writing weekend to plan and teach.
Funny thing is, DH and I are supposed to be retired! But then I suppose writers never really
retire. Certainly my husband never did –
he’s written more since he left his fulltime job than he ever did before.
So – summer holidays?
Er, no – we plan (fingers crossed ) for a short break later in the year.
I won’t mind where or what the weather’s going to be like because I have a pile
of books to be read that
would challenge the Eiffel Tower in height.
And of course, by then I will have hopefully finished off
the revisions on this book and maybe even started on another . . .
What’s that they say about no peace for the wicked? Well,
all I can think is that I must have been very
very bad – but I wouldn’t have it
any other way.
I hope your summer is fun – whatever the weather.
2 comments:
Summer is busy here, too!
denise
I hope it's a fun sort of busy, Denise - and not just hard work. Enjoy what's left of the smmer.
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