Grist for the mill

Everything you see is going to come out again sooner or later.
Todays experience, winding through road works trying to find harbour embarkation dock in Greenwich.
On the boat, seeing historic landmarks. The tower, the eye, now sitting on a restaurant boat, watching people walking along the south bank .thek as if they are part if a lowrie painting but in summer colours.
The .food, what there was.of.it is nouvel quisine. Big fancy plate holding cheese and chutney of no more than 150 calories. Ha ha. My daughter and I who have not eaten all day, its now 4 pm are going off to search out the main course.
We hope

Dreaming

Dreaming so much lately, and sunny, busy days. Several days and nothing at all written. Don't know why, something in that combination has made me hit a wall.
Can't even touch the laptop, nothing running through my mind as usual.
Perplexing to say the least.
Hope it clears quickly.

Sunny days

Sunny days and .bills.
I think the council tax is so unfair.
So much money it feels like blackmail. How the British public swallowed poll tax under another name is incomprehemsible.
Bastards.
England is a strange and difficult place to live.
Is it worth it .no.
Only, my children are here.
I have lived in America, Australia and New Zealand. All are so much more pleasant and enjoyable.
Get real U.K. and begin taking care of your people.

Demoralised

<p>By the fact no one seems able to find me. Must be doing something wrong.not advertised or something.
I keep writing and am keen but how do you find out what to do.???

Sunday writing

With family obligations on Sunday, writing is more difficult. Although time with almost any family is wonderful. Today, Sunday lunch in the O.2. Greenwich was great. Girl time alone.
Now, several hours later, its back to writing. Ahhhh. So much to do and I seem so slow. Hopefully, as they day 'slowly, slowly, catch we monkey.
I enjoy cutting and rewriting to something better.

Twitter

Had a nice little disagrement about humour and rudeness on Twitter.
I do like the diversity of the exchanges possible.

Editing

Editing, wet days, dry days, hot or cold I and the laptop continue together. Cutting drastically, condense for the better.
It's quite fascinating

Bugs

Bugs abound. Everyone around me is down with something. They just go round and round again.
Very unpleasant and debilitating. Writing is slowed down but I don't stop. Can't stop.
Heavy editing, ruthless cutting of word count. Sometimes I wonder how long this can go on.
Indefinitely? No.
For  some time yet? Yes.

M.E.

Not terminal, but exhausting and painful and very very frustrating.
Another few days struggling but coming through again.
Yippee.
Don't waste a second of the good times.