I've spent the day writing drabbles at VC Media and a YA short story for tomorrow's Cimmerian Tales blog.
NO REGRETS.
Well, maybe on the getting nagged by an impatient collie part.
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Welp. I love cemeteries, as most of you know. And this one possibly has my ancestors in it (I have found Gordons and Lowrys but I like to check and double-check connections first) and it's simply fascinating, as it bears the hallmarks of a maritime city and reflects Liverpool's status as Gateway to the World during the 1800s and early part of the 20th century.
The awesome entrance that would be better illustrated by someone with any talent at photography. :p
( Angels, Confederate soldiers, sailors and an abandoned church...Collapse )
Everything's been so, so busy lately that I haven't had time to do anything on the internets (not having a connection at home at the moment probably doesn't help). It also means that I've neglected Awesome Community (if I do say so) 
vc_media , but that'll change from Monday when I'm back online properly.
So first there was Thassos in May, and that was lovely and Greek and I'd totally go there again. Then there was work being crazy and changing roles and all that business.
Then there was California:
I need to write a full report on that but there was San Francisco and Alcatraz and the Golden Gate and Santa Cruz and Monterrey and Santa Barbara and Los Angeles and the Rock of Ages premiere (okay, standing there squinting at Zac Efron) and Paramount Studios and the Community set (okay, so the set was closed up, but we saw the library ~woo) and San Diego and Seaworld and Tijuana and Bakersfield and Paso Robles and all that palaver. It was amazeballs. And completely exhausting.
The day I returned from America, I had to travel down to Bristol - I literally had to struggle not to vomit, I was that exhausted (who vomits when tired, ffs?) spent 15 hours in a sleep coma and then travelled down south to pick up this little monster for my parents:
Then Ellie the Collie and I moved into a house in Liverpool that weekend, which required moving a lot of stuff around and haplessly getting my mum to fix it up for me because I have no creative skills when it comes to home decor and getting the phone line switched on and begging the water company to count me as a real person and not cut the supply off and boring things like shopping for fucking dustpans and bin liners.
Pretty much how I feel right now.
So this is my life now. I'm domestic, y'all. A little over two weeks ago I was all screaming my head off on a rollercoaster in Santa Cruz and today I'm wondering how to paint my spare bedroom.
It's just a bit of fun and given my alarming propensity to writing only when given a strict deadline (not one essay in university wasn't written the night before), it's a good way to try and tighten writing and editing skills, and learn my ~original fiction voice.
I can't promise you a great read. I'm not so sure of myself when writing original stuff than fanfic, and sometimes one prompt will speak to me more than another. But if you care to read or just like to point and laugh at me literally writing a story within an hour and weeping profusely with panic as I do it, here's the link to this week's story: The Descent.
My co-writers are talented, measured and inspiring people whom I hope will Teach Me Things. So, you know, I recommend them.
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versailles_rose pointed out that there's been a dearth of pics of Ellie not covered with a blanket. Haha.So. Let me spam you with some Ellie pics. And introduce you (or help you recognise) some very border collie behaviour.
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I like to walk the dog of a night, when the village is all quiet and nice. But I’m getting too scared to walk by the school. There’s a dog nearby that howls like the werewolf in An American Werewolf in London. I’m not kidding. It makes my blood run cold every time I hear it.
BRB running home.
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I bought her this little doggy blanket because really, she's too small to be carrying around the blanket from her dog bed right now.
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kanata and doing my own. I have some random photos I've taken over the last couple of weeks, so I may cheat a little and use them when I don't have a good photo of the day. Like this one, for example:
Liverpool skyline at night.
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Life's busy at the moment: I took a trip to Barcelona a couple of weeks ago to reconnect with my friends and fell in love with the city all over again. My friend Carl offered to get me a job in his company, but we'll see. I need to think things over, properly.
I've booked a cheeky trip to Thassos at the beginning of May and then will be imposing myself on California for a couple of weeks in June. SO EXCITED to see San Francisco, I cannot. We're driving down through the state and it's going to be awesome, so there.
What else? Oh, I took up zumba and then the gym closed down for good two hours before our class (true story).
I need to post some pictures of Ellie (also called Hellie, The Hellhound, Trouble and Smelly Ellie by various family members), who will never, ever be like Amy but is special in her own horrible border collie way. I love all these photo a day things that people are doing, so shall have to endeavour to do the same. Let's see how long that lasts.
