Good evening, It's been a funny old day today.
Went to work in the pouring rain.
Came back home in the pouring rain.
Have lost 3 three umbrellas in the last month. Does anybody know if it's going to cease soon?
Been trying to recompose some prose, until my eyes have stung, I need to stop now or I may have an apoplexy.
Hubby seems fine and is watching the football.
I think I need to call it a day, in truth a difficult day.
Good night all.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Saturday, January 25, 2014
What a day!!!
Today,I should be feeling refreshed, happy and relaxed. But of course that seems to be an aspect of my imagination.
We [that's my husband and me] had just returned from a luxury break in the Devonshire countryside. Luxury it was, with pamper, heated swimming, sauna sessions, and let us not forget the steaming of ones body.
This is supposed to clear the nostrils and in turn the head, thus improving ones thought processes. Your skin would shine brighter and your hair would evaporate.
The facts consisted of the constant dripping on the head making for a damp and limp head of hair.Such massive amounts of steam overcame you, that you had to make excuses to fellow masochists and leave the room hurriedly before fainting.
Soon after our arrival back home in the South of England, 'Hubby' of many years had a turn.
It was both arms suffering severe pins and needles and a sort of crushing of the chest. The world seemed a less wonderful place and my happiness turned to fear.
Now to fill in the gaps. My man has a long cardiac history and me as ever the attentive nurse, kept a close eye, culminating in a visit to the local hospital. Four hours later after many tests and questions he was given the all clear. The E.C.G. showed no signs of new happenings. Blood enzyme levels were normal, and the vital signs just perfect.
We were discharged. Now home once more, family all advised of the outcome and it's time for bed. Night ,Night my friends.
We [that's my husband and me] had just returned from a luxury break in the Devonshire countryside. Luxury it was, with pamper, heated swimming, sauna sessions, and let us not forget the steaming of ones body.
This is supposed to clear the nostrils and in turn the head, thus improving ones thought processes. Your skin would shine brighter and your hair would evaporate.
The facts consisted of the constant dripping on the head making for a damp and limp head of hair.Such massive amounts of steam overcame you, that you had to make excuses to fellow masochists and leave the room hurriedly before fainting.
Soon after our arrival back home in the South of England, 'Hubby' of many years had a turn.
It was both arms suffering severe pins and needles and a sort of crushing of the chest. The world seemed a less wonderful place and my happiness turned to fear.
Now to fill in the gaps. My man has a long cardiac history and me as ever the attentive nurse, kept a close eye, culminating in a visit to the local hospital. Four hours later after many tests and questions he was given the all clear. The E.C.G. showed no signs of new happenings. Blood enzyme levels were normal, and the vital signs just perfect.
We were discharged. Now home once more, family all advised of the outcome and it's time for bed. Night ,Night my friends.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Thought for the day
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has it's own reason for existing.
ALBERT EINSTEIN.
ALBERT EINSTEIN.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
An update
Hello my friends,
Thought it was time to tell you how the book, and life is going.
THE BOOK
The book first, I seem to spend so long these days tweeting and returning information on e-mail,
that time slips by so fast.
I have completed the 500 words, however not every day.
More like every three days. I wont have it finished by March as I hoped at that rate.
Not to fret, I have a holiday next week, perhaps I will work that much harder on the book.
MY LIFE
Well, I have a sense of humour, so imagine how I felt when I went to the cashier of a garage forecourt with a voucher for 19 pence off every litre of petrol just bought. I said to her ,'I think you will owe me some money' Not a glimmer of a smile passed her lips.
So busy in the Out Patients department today, all worthwhile when a patient said to me Thank you for being so kind.
Night,Night.
Thought it was time to tell you how the book, and life is going.
THE BOOK
The book first, I seem to spend so long these days tweeting and returning information on e-mail,
that time slips by so fast.
I have completed the 500 words, however not every day.
More like every three days. I wont have it finished by March as I hoped at that rate.
Not to fret, I have a holiday next week, perhaps I will work that much harder on the book.
MY LIFE
Well, I have a sense of humour, so imagine how I felt when I went to the cashier of a garage forecourt with a voucher for 19 pence off every litre of petrol just bought. I said to her ,'I think you will owe me some money' Not a glimmer of a smile passed her lips.
So busy in the Out Patients department today, all worthwhile when a patient said to me Thank you for being so kind.
Night,Night.
Monday, January 13, 2014
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Saturday, January 11, 2014
An update on my work in progress novel.
Hello my fellow bloggers,
Just a line or two to tell you how things are progressing.
Quite honestly not as well as I would like. I spend a considerable amount of time twittering, on line and otherwise.
Therefor I must be more disciplined with myself, and arrive at my computer each day with a determination to follow the target set.
It could be to write 1000 words each day, I tried that and found it took me to long.
Writing 500 for me is more realistic, until it comes to settling down to it. Along with each busy day,I don't do it, as there is always something else that needs urgent attention.
It's not as though the book bores me as it's tense and exciting.It spans the years of a young girl's life which develop to an amazing one as a women, She eventually finds the work she wants to be involved with.
She becomes a Special Operations Executive, one of Churchill's secret army.
I have reached the part where she has been dropped behind enemy lines in France, and is starting on her missions.
So as I have no excuse, I am about to settle into it again right now.
Just a line or two to tell you how things are progressing.
Quite honestly not as well as I would like. I spend a considerable amount of time twittering, on line and otherwise.
Therefor I must be more disciplined with myself, and arrive at my computer each day with a determination to follow the target set.
It could be to write 1000 words each day, I tried that and found it took me to long.
Writing 500 for me is more realistic, until it comes to settling down to it. Along with each busy day,I don't do it, as there is always something else that needs urgent attention.
It's not as though the book bores me as it's tense and exciting.It spans the years of a young girl's life which develop to an amazing one as a women, She eventually finds the work she wants to be involved with.
She becomes a Special Operations Executive, one of Churchill's secret army.
I have reached the part where she has been dropped behind enemy lines in France, and is starting on her missions.
So as I have no excuse, I am about to settle into it again right now.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Sunday, January 5, 2014
I experienced a number of difficulties when writing my first book. There never seemed to be enough hours in the day to be able to sit, contemplate and then get the words in my head onto the paper.
When I did eventually finish writing the story,or should I say thought I had finished it, I got such a shock to see the number of rejections encountered.
I should have had more sense, than to think I was good enough to be published. The only ray of hope I had and that which spurred me on to continue writing was when the short story, first written was thought to be good enough for me to send them the full manuscript. As eluded to before, I expanded the work which has now become my first novel. Figs,Vines and Roses.
I had so many rejections that I nearly gave up altogether. Then I asked for some help from my daughters boyfriend and my stepson. They were good enough to help me through the process of getting it published as an ebook.Then I sat back and thought all would be well and that those other than family and friends would read and hopefully enjoy the content. I tried to find my way around establishing how many I had sold and how on earth would I get paid, well I need not have fretted about that as I sold few and was paid virtually nothing. My expectations and the realisation of being the novice I was, shocked me into understanding that it does not work like that, and that as an unknown writer who wants promotion you had to do it yourself.
The first step I took to achieving this was to have the manuscript professionally proof read.
This of course had to be paid for. The same company Silverwood books Ltd. of Bristol U.K.then went on to help with the finished product. It was then uploaded onto Amazon Kindle, WHSmith Kobo Gardeners and IBookstore.
I love to write and with or without success I shall continue to carry on doing so. In my next blog I will tell you a little of the work in progress on my second novel, a completely different genre to the first.
When I did eventually finish writing the story,or should I say thought I had finished it, I got such a shock to see the number of rejections encountered.
I should have had more sense, than to think I was good enough to be published. The only ray of hope I had and that which spurred me on to continue writing was when the short story, first written was thought to be good enough for me to send them the full manuscript. As eluded to before, I expanded the work which has now become my first novel. Figs,Vines and Roses.
I had so many rejections that I nearly gave up altogether. Then I asked for some help from my daughters boyfriend and my stepson. They were good enough to help me through the process of getting it published as an ebook.Then I sat back and thought all would be well and that those other than family and friends would read and hopefully enjoy the content. I tried to find my way around establishing how many I had sold and how on earth would I get paid, well I need not have fretted about that as I sold few and was paid virtually nothing. My expectations and the realisation of being the novice I was, shocked me into understanding that it does not work like that, and that as an unknown writer who wants promotion you had to do it yourself.
The first step I took to achieving this was to have the manuscript professionally proof read.
This of course had to be paid for. The same company Silverwood books Ltd. of Bristol U.K.then went on to help with the finished product. It was then uploaded onto Amazon Kindle, WHSmith Kobo Gardeners and IBookstore.
I love to write and with or without success I shall continue to carry on doing so. In my next blog I will tell you a little of the work in progress on my second novel, a completely different genre to the first.
Friday, January 3, 2014
Figs, Vines and Roses
I
began writing Figs, Vines and Roses, over two years ago. The book started life
as a short story, which was sent to a London publisher. They liked it and asked
me to send the full manuscript.
After establishing that it was not a book
but a short story, I ended up in saying that it could possibly be made into a
full length tale. I hasten to add that I really did not know what I was letting
myself in for.
Eighteen months later the manuscript was
complete, or so I thought. I had it proof read and realised after reading the
report on suggested changes that I still had a mountain to climb. I spent most
of the summer of 2013 making these changes, which have now resulted in the
finished book being published.
It tells the story of love, loss and
sadness at the turn of the nineteenth century. The huge divide between rich and
poor is well documented, describing the wealthy family from which our heroine
comes and the poverty that the man she falls in love with endures.
The short story previously eluded to was
for a competition run by The Lady magazine. My story was not successful in the competition,
but because the remit was to write a love story entwined with a National Trust property,
and I had spent many hours researching Sissinghurst Castle in Kent, my chosen
property, I continued to pursue a publisher. A friend came with me and we took
photographs and walked the grounds until we felt there was enough material for
me to work on, hence the published book.
Buy the eBook at Amazon and Barnes&Noble
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Welcome to My Blog
My name is Joy M. Lilley, I came to writing
in the autumn of 2008 when I first retired from a long career in the nursing
profession.
I have a husband, three step children, one
son and six grandchildren. I’m not sure how it could be possible, but I also
have three great grandchildren. As you can imagine Christmas time and other
celebratory occasions are busy and getting ever more expensive. However the
advantages of having a large family far outweigh the disadvantages.
Although retired, I now find myself working
in a busy District General Hospital Out-Patients department. I had always
missed bedside nursing after I acquired a middle management post in administration,
in which I spent the last twenty years of my employment. The satisfaction now
felt in working a few hours each week and having the chance to talk with
patients and colleagues is so gratifying.
Joining the United Kingdom’s Rock Choir,
has given me a chance not only to make new friends, but to be able to sing a
variety of songs from rock to gospel, and popular music. We have had the
opportunity to sing in the great venues of London including the O2 Arena,
Wembley Stadium, and the latest mission just before Christmas 2013 was to sing on
the B.B.C’s evening The One Show.
Reading, swimming, dancing and enjoying the
theatre are also hobbies of mine.
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