countessa

I'm trying to get back into writing. I feel like the universe around me is commanding me to. Everywhere I turn there are people talking about literature, about writing, famous authors and their prose. And then there's my book. 50,000 words of unfinished, clunky, first-draft. There is so much creation going on around me. Friends who are having babies (I'm up to my eyeballs knitting baby blankets for them all), buildings being designed around me every day, amazing websites taking shape, and then there's me, peripherally involved in everything, but not daring to dive in and get my fingers dirty. I've had enough, I have to pull myself together and join in.

There are two expressions I really live by. That's not true, there are so many. But these are the two that I have in my head at the moment. The first is "Never stand still", the second is "Stop and smell the roses". Right now, I'm torn between the two. I suppose, as with all things in life, balance is key. It is just finding that balance that is so difficult. Right now, the roses are winning. Roses in the form of the Game of Thrones TV series. I am completely, hopelessly addicted. It's like when I studied the political history of Rome. Only, the sex is better documented. And I'm a sucker for a good sex scene. If you haven't seen it and you like the idea of High Fantasy meeting Political Drama, I urge you to take a look.

Also, I might be moving house soon. I found a place that I like. It's cheaper than where I am at the moment and definitely shinier. The inspection for it is coming up, so I guess we shall see. I've fallen in love with it a little bit, the inspection will show whether a wide-angle lens and some skillful photoshopping has made it look as nice as it appears in the ad. Hopefully it's big enough. I could do with a change. Though, it means sacrificing my beautiful, tragically spider-ridden garden. I guess we'll see.

It's well and truly cooling down here. Winter is coming. Heh heh heh. Maybe I'll need to knit myself some socks and a blanket soon! I love the crisp, icy frosts in the mornings. Though they'll kill my poor tomato plants, frosts are so fresh and beautiful, I'm looking forward to it. Does anyone have any idea what to do with green tomatoes? I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a few of them on my hands before long. Why do my blogs always end with me talking about the weather? Apparently it is the most talked about topic in the whole world.

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