I'm sorry there has been such a long break in transmission. My mother died at the beginning of the year and a lot had to be done to sort out her estate and somehow, blogging went onto the back burner. Then my son-in-law went down with cancer. He has recently been told that following surgery and horrible chemotherapy, he is in remission. I hope it lasts.
The world carries on. So my major news is that I won the Penshurst Village Poetry Competition for 2010 with a poem called This Summer I. I've been writing like never before. Lots and lots of short stories some of which I have entered (unsuccessfully) in short story competitions. I enjoy the writing, but is the effort of entering them in competitions worth it?
And now, in a moment of madness, I have decided to try to complete a 50,000 word novel inside a month. I registered for the NationalNovelWritingMonth. It means writing at quite a pace and not checking and editing as I go. It really does go against the grain to write like this, but I will have to do it. There are thousands of people around the world who have registered to attempt this task. If you manage to complete the novel and the organisers are able to confirm the word count, you get a certificate saying you are a winner. It's a bit like the Fancy Dress competition one of my granddaughters entered last weekend. She wore a witch's costume made by my multi-talented wife together with a wand with a purple cat on the end and a gorgeous hat. All under-6 contestants won a handsome bag of sweets. The two winners each won a helium-filled balloon. I reckon they were really happy. Parents and grandparents were too.
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