Back writing (but not).
I’m back at my writing desk for the first time this morning in many many months. Only the view from my desk is different, my desk is different, there are cats playing behind me and ducks quacking as they wander around the garden. This did not happen at our last house. I was looking at a wall for one thing.
Doing something as routine as getting back to writing is where I suddenly feel a little…well, a range of conflicting emotions. Have we done the right thing? Have we bitten off more than we can chew? I miss my friends. I miss looking out my daughter’s bedroom window (to relax my eyes from the screen) and seeing my friend drive around the corner. But then, I think, aren’t we lucky? I love living here. All I can hear is the birds singing (and ducks quacking.) It’s everything I wanted.
So I’m a bit thrown this morning.
However, pushing emotional stuff aside, yesterday saw my first article published for Bea Magazine. The magazine is the idea of Keris Stainton after getting fed up with women’s mags. It “doesn’t tell you you’re not pretty enough or thin enough or that your toenails aren’t white enough or that you should feel ashamed if you eat cereal for dinner. We’re about acceptance, sharing, anti-bitching, intelligence, all sorts of culture, truth-telling, mutual support, celebrating success and keeping it real.”
Now to focus.