3000 Empty Chairs
This week I was over on An Awfully Big Blog Adventure, posting about the 3000 empty chairs project. I've sent in the photo above (contributions don't appear instantly, though).
If you want to take part in this growing symbol of support for refugee children, it's really easy - pop over to ABBA for more details, or click on the link above.
From Frankendraft to First Draft
Ah, the delectable Elsa Lanchester! Any excuse to put up a photo of her would do, but today it's because my novella (working title The Picture of Frances Gray) has lurched this week from being a Frankendraft* to being a still drafty** First Draft. I may not be at the stage of saying with absolute confidence It's alive! but I'm certainly a tottery step closer. Which feels like a good thing.
Next week - onwards.
* I can't remember where I first came across the term Frankendraft for that conglomeration of random parts that novels begin as for many writers, me among them. Whoever coined it, though, thank you!
** because of all the holes. See what I did there ...
Over the Finish Line, After the Crowds Have Left
I finished Napowrimo on Thursday 5 May. Okay, for a challenge that was supposed to be completed in April (30 poems in 30 days) I stretched things a little.
Now my plan is to let the dust settle for a bit and then revisit them. See what, if any, cream has risen to to the top. Because scum never rises, as we know.
Meantime, anyone for a game of mixed metaphors?
Toby and Mal are one year old! Happy birthday, boys, and thanks for all the inspirational sleeping nearby you've been doing - you help my work more than you know!
Borders Black and White
Another 26 project! This time it's called 26 Steps - a series of walks around the UK that go between place names beginning with consecutive letters of the alphabet. The one pulled out of the hat for me was in the Borders, from Morebattle to Nisbet, on St Cuthbert's Way. Along with the writing, we were to take a single black and white photograph that expressed something about our particular walk. I didn't choose any of the ones below, but I had a whale of a time taking them any way!
We'll be going live with the project properly in a couple of months, so there'll be more on this then.
I love 26!
Kneeling in Gravel, and General Mossiness
When I went away on my writing week, I took my camera, my walking boots, and a firm resolve that THIS time, I would get out there and do some walking ...
Well, I blame the weather. And the writing, which filled up all the moments, including the rare and brief sunny ones. But I did become mildly obsessed with trying to photograph moss on the stones outside my door. Moss in the rain. Moss after the rain. Moss before the next rain. Unfortunately, to get down to their level, I had to kneel in the gravel. Which is why I struggled to get a sharp focus. (That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it.) But even slightly blurred, the mosses were beautiful.
Leif Frond Art
Every writer is fascinated to see what artists make of their stories. Brendan Kearney illustrated the 2 Leif Frond books and I love what he did.
I also love my readers' art work, and here are just a few examples from Queensferry Primary School -
Granny lifting the giant rock (in her mind!) from Leif Frond and the Viking Games -
A delightfully cheerful Leif Frond -
Leif Frond fighting Manni in Leif Frond and the Viking Games -
And a character study of Leif from Leif Frond and Quickfingers -