Another day ends

Did a lot of good writing today, or should I rephrase that, did a lot of writing today. I'm making up for my poor performance at the end of last week. I was tired today but feeling like myself again. I'm looking forward to writing tomorrow and finishing (finally!) In Search of the Moon! I can't wait to start Til the Moon Fails. There is something so sweet about starting a new book. Everything is fresh and exciting, and you don't quite know if you are doing or saying the right thing, but you hope it works out. Nothing is quite comfortable. It is great!

Collected Blueberry from the vet. The poor thing is still groggy from the anesthetic. He looks a little like Frankinstien's monster with the wire coming out of his chin and he can't close his mouth. I think Fudge is frightened of him.

I found a baby sparrow in my sister's house this morning (she is away on holidays and I am looking after her dog for her). The poor little thing was fluttering against a window and its parents were outside calling to it. I don't know how it got in. It was only recently fledged because it still had the yellow baby bill that garden birds have. I couldn't open the window with it fluttering against it (it was a sash window) and I was afraid I would frighten it so much it might die, but I knew I had to pick it up to save it. So I said a prayer that I would be able to release it without hurting it and picked it up. It struggled a little, but not too much. It was so small and soft. I carried it down the stairs and out into the back garden. When I opened my fingers, it flew away fast and strong. It was beautiful.

Blueberry update

I talked to the vet a few minutes ago. They x-rayed him this morning and he has fractures on both his upper and lower jaws. They aren't too worried about the upper jaw, but they have wired the lower one. He should be able to come home this evening.

In writing related news, the morning went well and I hope the afternoon proves to be as productive!

My Favourite Tree

This is a picture of our copper beech, it is my favourite tree in the garden. I like to visit it at lunch time when I am on my break. It is nice to get some fresh air and some inspiration from nature. My favourite time of the year (for the tree) is in the early spring when the leaves are new and they are really bright coppery red. They fade and darken as the summer progresses. They are quite dark now, as you can see.

My goal for this week:

My goals for this week are:-

1. Finish In Search of the Moon (carried over from last week)
2. Start Til the Moon fails (the 3rd book in the Moonwolf Chronicles)
3. Write a short story

Bad luck, perhaps?

One of my cats, Blueberry, went missing yesterday and he turned up this morning with blood all over his face. He must have been knocked down and was hiding in the bushes feeling poorly until I went around the garden calling him this morning. I rushed him into the vet, of course. I must have been in the vet every week for a month, with one thing and another. I am sick of having to go there. My pets are certainly having a hard time of it at the moment.

I'm not feeling very well either. I had to give up writing yesterday at 4pm and go to bed. I felt a little better this morning, but still not great.

What with feeling ill and worrying about Blueberry, I don't feel in good form for a morning's writing, and I have a lot of words to do to finish by this afternoon. Depressed doesn't begin to cover how I feel at the moment.

A lot of work to be done today

I just wish I could shake this feeling of tiredness. Not that much left to go on In Search of the Moon, but I am going to have to put some serious hours in to get it finished. It would help if I felt slightly more awake. Well, I suppose I can't have everything.

Some things to note

1. This is Muffin's first month anniversary of her death (or month's mind). Muffin was my dog, the most adorable Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I got her when she was 7 weeks old. She was the best dog in the world, and she died this day last month suddenly at 9 years of age.

2. On a slightly less important note, I started my website yesterday year.

Only starting writing now

I had to go to Drogheda this morning, and then I got something to eat when I got home and defleaed the cats, so I am only sitting down at my desk to write now. I'm not too worried about it though, because I got the gym in this morning so I can work a little later than usual and I also have Saturday morning to make up some time. Also, it isn't as hot today, so I hope I won't turn into a zombie like yesterday!

The only downside is I have to run Charlie this evening (my sister's dog that I am looking after while she is on holidays) but I can forget about that for a few hours.

Day Four

Another morning of writing has been interupted. I will just have to make the afternoon twice as productive. Very hot again today. I must remember to bring gallons of water with me when I am writing so I won't dehydrate and get tired and cranky (like yesterday!) I am hoping to finish In Search of the Moon by tomorrow evening, but with the morning lost yesterday and today I might have to work into Saturday morning. It will be finished by the weekend either way.

A tribute to Leppie

Leppie called into me this morning to help me with some writing. Here he is on my chair thinking about what he is going to write - some recipes for preparing dog, no doubt. Thankfully Marvie is keeping an eye on him for me.

The book I'm reading at the moment

Flowers and thoughts

I didn't get any writing done this morning because I took my mum in to Dundalk to do the weekly shop. She bought me these flowers for my room. Aren't they lovely? They smell nice too.
Here is the view outside my window today. It is really hot today. 26 degress celcius according to the women in Superquinn!

And this is a flower I can see from my window, I think it is really beautiful, I love the splash of vivid colour concealed among all the glossy greens. Your eye wanders over the verdent shrubs and then is shocked by the sudden bloom of red - but it is a pleasant shock.

I went for a walk on Blackrock beach this morning. It was so warm and sunny and the birds were calling and the little worms under the sand were spraying water out of their homes. It was awesome.

James Bond is a Time Lord!

With the randomness of thought, I started musing on Dr Who and the whole time lord thing this morning. I really enjoy the new series on BBC and I think David Tennant is an EXCELLENT Dr - he goes up there on my favourites list with Jon Pertwee and Sylvester McCoy (do not scoff, I thought the McCoy years had a lot of gems, and I really liked Ace). However, it got me thinking of the tricky position that the Dr is in, regards regeneration. He only has 12 regenerations and he has used up a lot of them. Let's look at the list: -

1. William Hartnell
2. Patrick Troughton
3. Jon Pertwee
4. Tom Baker
5. Peter Davison
6. Colin Baker
7. Sylvester McCoy
8. Paul McGann
9. Christopher Eccleston
10. David Tennant
11. Peter Cushing (he did star in two Dr Who movies, but he is always being left out)

So does this mean that Dr Who has only one regeneration left? I would be happy to expunge the awful Paul McGann movie from the Dr's lore (wouldn't it be great to have the Master back?) but it would still leave 10 regenerations. I hope David Tennant doesn't leave anytime soon, because I don't want to see the last of the Dr just yet!

Anyway, my musing led me on to James Bond (who I loathe by the way) and you know, I think he is a rogue time lord. He is doing better than the Dr as regards his regenerations go: -

1. Sean Connery
2. George Lazenby
3. Roger Moore
4. Timothy Dalton
5. Pierce Brosnan
6. Daniel Craig
7. (for some fun) Bob Holness

I think James Bond is a time lord who uses his special powers of time and space to sleep with lots of women and play with gadgets - and do some spying too. Not quite as evil as the Master (who was power hungry) and not anywhere as good as the Dr (who is very interested in other species) 007 falls somewhere in between. Selfish, egotistical and using his powers to his own end, he will reluctantly help humans occasionally. Maybe one day we will see Jimmy pull out his TARDIS and fly off for some adventure on another planet. I'm sure if you think about it, you will see it makes sense.

Anyway, this has got me thinking of another fact about Time Lords - don't they seem to be getting younger with each regeneration? Reminds me of the Orkons (you know, Mork from planet Ork?) they were born old and got younger as they went - so maybe the Dr's next regeneration (seeing as it is his last) he should be a teenager or perhaps even younger?

Back to work

Went for a short walk at lunch time. Wow! What a day. A wall of heat hit me when I stepped out of the house. It isn't like Irish weather, it is like some warmer country.

Back to writing now. Hoping to bump up my word count and getting nearer to my goal of finishing my book.

Message to Leppie: - No, you are not in the room at the moment (as I am sure you know) but I will bring you up tomorrow. I thought you would get bored, but I suppose you could hang out the window and try to catch some birds.

Message to the Leopard: - I wish I was driving in you today! Oh, what fun times we could have! Unfortunately, I don't think there will be any photos of you in my writing room. I don't know how we could get you up all those stairs...

Many the night I've dreamt of cheese - toasted mostly

Lunch time has rolled around again and my tummy is rumbling, so I am off for some food. The morning went all right, had a few distractions, but all in all got some work done. Hope the afternoon will be as good if not better.

Picture of me

Here is a recent picture of me I took with my webcam last week.

My new office

Here is a picture of my new office. I know the picture is quite dark, I will see if I can lighten it and post again in a few days. Now you can understand why I love it so much!

Day Two

I moved all my things into my office last night and I am starting writing from it this morning. It is beautiful, clean and colourful with a window looking out over sunny greenery which makes me think I am in some exotic location and not Ireland at all. Ah, the creative juices are flowing.

This is the best job in the world!

At the end of the day

I didn't do too badly for my first day of writing. I got a respectable number of words done (although not as many as I had hoped) and I am a few steps closer to my goal. I am going to leave it now for the moment, make something for dinner, go to the gym and see if I can start putting stuff into my office so that it will be ready for me in the morning. Maybe I'll do a little bit more writing before bed too.

Roll on tomorrow!

Argh! I'm late!

I wanted to start back at 2, but I got delayed because Pat was just finishing work on my office and then doing a couple of other things and I thought I better hang around and help him. I wasn't much help, of course, probably more of a hinderance, but I thought it would have been rude not to talk to him. Anyway, the good news is that my office is finished (well, I still need a new floor covering, but that can wait a little while) and I am moving in tomorrow!

Now, back to writing. Where did I leave it... oh, yes.