Since you asked, Mildred

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

I'm farting about looking at potential designs for the cover of the book that I have out together of the ten short stories I've been writing that I'm furiously procrastinating about publishing that might show me up to be the interloper who cannot write that has crept in, uninvited, and squats under the table, wrapped in a hanging corner of the cloth, licking ruby smears of jam from her palms and hoping against hope that nobody will notice, which frankly is insane because otherwise who will know, who will read and who will say if there is any point?

To the incredible kind anonymous person who emails me weekly, this is your update.

I am editing the final couple of stories.

I will publish the collection on Kindle.

I will not bottle out, you will be reading them by the end of the year.

I bloody hope you like them after all this.

Otherwise, it is exam time. The bots have regressed and demand spoon-feeding of obscure historical facts, incomprehensible physics formulae to calculate the loss of heat through PVC windows (the horror!), tiny bite-sized Bakewell tarts and floppy, exhausted turns round the field as the dog wonders who is the most pathetic member of the family.

Edward has discovered a TV programme about men who live on a mountain and track leopards and make stuff out of old crap.  He alone keeps the fires of sanity burning.

You're all well out of it.


  1. Well this is great news!

    Here's what I tell my clients re the selection dilemma: choose one from your top two. A few days later you'll never remember the other options.

    Unless your's are taped to the fridge in which case, take all down and toss.

    Looking forward to reading.

    1. Thank you Linda, and you'll be pleased to hear I have taken your advice, went for the favourite and deleted the others. Most decisive thing that's happened here in weeks..!

  2. I admire you for inflicting these deadlines on yourself. Mine just keeps getting shoved back because of the Chinese but that's another story. Fucking Communists.

    1. I know, I keep inflicting them on everyone around me as well, poor neglected souls.

      I hope yours is some of your Brat memoirs? Please!

      How are the Chinese interfering? Can I help? Hurt anyone? I know lots of people...

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    1. Thank you Kathy! I'll make sure you're one of the first to know when it all finally happens. Hope that you are well and looking forward to another amusing festive season!


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