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What to do on a cold day?
Hello Readers
I will try and keep my blog posts short and sweet because then you will enjoy reading them and I will enjoying writing them!
It's always difficult to get motivated when the frost is on the ground and you're looking for that thick jumper that you hid somewhere in a drawer last year, but with boots on and dressed up to go, when the sun peeks out, the day can feel like a miracle. What a very long sentence!
How often do we feel thankful that we are just alive? I think some winter days are like this, the summer feels like a distant dream and yet, if we make the effort, we find that there are just as many good things to find on a winter's day if we embrace it.
Today, I have walked my dog for about half an hour and given a friend a full body massage. I sometimes give therapy to people as I'm trained as a therapist and it is a good thing to swop. As a result of this, my friend gave me a very hot vegetable chilli - this was a complete unexpected bonus and it tasted delicious!
I'm still editing, but I'm getting there. I'm trying not to rush too much as that way, mistakes can slip through and no-one wants to read a book with too many mistakes. What was great today was I noticed that I have a new reviews on Liberty Angel and William's Wishes. If you are interested in the subject of adoption, particularly sixties adoptions, William's Wishes is for you. Being adopted myself, I have first hand experience of the emotions involved. My characters are fictional but in a way, I want to say, if you haven't lived it a little, then don't write about it because to me authentic writing is the writing that really rocks. Of course, we can't have been and done everything, can we? But I still feel it helps to know a bit about what you write.
Now, this is turning into a long blog post!
I'd like to add a little part of William's Wishes where Rececca confronts her emotions about the adoption of Bridgette....
"Rebecca agreed to go to the theatre with Lawrence. She was completely enthralled by the experience and afterwards she couldn’t wait to see him again. As the weeks turned into months, their occasional date changed into something more serious. But never once did she tell Lawrence the story of Bridgette, the baby she had lost. The baby, she now considered dead. She was afraid that if she opened up to him about this, it would drive a wedge between them. Although she loved Lawrence, her past was not in any way relevant to her future, a future that she hoped to spend with Lawrence. She had taken enough risks and been through enough pain. She desperately wanted to hold on to what she had left. As the years went by, it was only really on birthdays that Rebecca thought of Bridgette. This year was particularly hard because she knew that Bridgette was eighteen. She would be an adult. It was totally unbelievable. Bridgette would be able to make her own decisions, have a key to the house. Even leave home if she wanted to. It didn’t seem possible. Most alarming of all, was the fact Bridgette could now trace her. What would that do to her life? Surely it would be too hard? The whole thing was too confusing for her to think about. Her vision of Bridgette was of the small baby she’d held tightly, in those last few hours. Rebecca felt it would be better to keep it that way."
Thank you for reading ... and happy Thursday.
Love Jennifer
I will try and keep my blog posts short and sweet because then you will enjoy reading them and I will enjoying writing them!
It's always difficult to get motivated when the frost is on the ground and you're looking for that thick jumper that you hid somewhere in a drawer last year, but with boots on and dressed up to go, when the sun peeks out, the day can feel like a miracle. What a very long sentence!
How often do we feel thankful that we are just alive? I think some winter days are like this, the summer feels like a distant dream and yet, if we make the effort, we find that there are just as many good things to find on a winter's day if we embrace it.
Today, I have walked my dog for about half an hour and given a friend a full body massage. I sometimes give therapy to people as I'm trained as a therapist and it is a good thing to swop. As a result of this, my friend gave me a very hot vegetable chilli - this was a complete unexpected bonus and it tasted delicious!
I'm still editing, but I'm getting there. I'm trying not to rush too much as that way, mistakes can slip through and no-one wants to read a book with too many mistakes. What was great today was I noticed that I have a new reviews on Liberty Angel and William's Wishes. If you are interested in the subject of adoption, particularly sixties adoptions, William's Wishes is for you. Being adopted myself, I have first hand experience of the emotions involved. My characters are fictional but in a way, I want to say, if you haven't lived it a little, then don't write about it because to me authentic writing is the writing that really rocks. Of course, we can't have been and done everything, can we? But I still feel it helps to know a bit about what you write.
Now, this is turning into a long blog post!
I'd like to add a little part of William's Wishes where Rececca confronts her emotions about the adoption of Bridgette....
"Rebecca agreed to go to the theatre with Lawrence. She was completely enthralled by the experience and afterwards she couldn’t wait to see him again. As the weeks turned into months, their occasional date changed into something more serious. But never once did she tell Lawrence the story of Bridgette, the baby she had lost. The baby, she now considered dead. She was afraid that if she opened up to him about this, it would drive a wedge between them. Although she loved Lawrence, her past was not in any way relevant to her future, a future that she hoped to spend with Lawrence. She had taken enough risks and been through enough pain. She desperately wanted to hold on to what she had left. As the years went by, it was only really on birthdays that Rebecca thought of Bridgette. This year was particularly hard because she knew that Bridgette was eighteen. She would be an adult. It was totally unbelievable. Bridgette would be able to make her own decisions, have a key to the house. Even leave home if she wanted to. It didn’t seem possible. Most alarming of all, was the fact Bridgette could now trace her. What would that do to her life? Surely it would be too hard? The whole thing was too confusing for her to think about. Her vision of Bridgette was of the small baby she’d held tightly, in those last few hours. Rebecca felt it would be better to keep it that way."
Thank you for reading ... and happy Thursday.
Love Jennifer
Happy New Year
Hello Friends and Authors
I realise it is quite a while since I wrote a blog due to other creative projects taking over. As some of you may know I run a radio show on Blog Talk Radio called the Natural Co-Creators show where I provide a space for creative people authors, artists, writers, musicians and therapists to promote their work so if you are interested in this please get in touch with me. I've also been working on an audio version of Never To Be Told which is taking a little longer than I thought. Hopefully it will be realised shortly and I can put a link in here. If you have time read the book because I could do with some more reviews.
After a fabulous Christmas spent between Nottingham and Suffolk, I am now home to write and get going with my projects which is amazing. It's been quite a dark rainy day here in Suffolk but the thought of longer daylight hours inspires me to keep busy, although I must admit to struggling to get back into a routine! It is a good job I have Barney our Springer to drag me out of the house and across the fields sometimes at great speed after hurling a ball! Totally mad but very adorable. I hope to read some of the books that I promised to read over the next few months - it is good to read as well as to write and often I get waylaid with this which is a shame. If you are interested in coming on the show - I'm happy to purchase a kindle copy so that I can get a flavour of what your book is about. I do not make any charge to come on my show but a reciprocal review of one of my own books is always welcome.
Please add me as a friend if you'd like to communicate with me -
Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year
Jennifer Lynch
I realise it is quite a while since I wrote a blog due to other creative projects taking over. As some of you may know I run a radio show on Blog Talk Radio called the Natural Co-Creators show where I provide a space for creative people authors, artists, writers, musicians and therapists to promote their work so if you are interested in this please get in touch with me. I've also been working on an audio version of Never To Be Told which is taking a little longer than I thought. Hopefully it will be realised shortly and I can put a link in here. If you have time read the book because I could do with some more reviews.
After a fabulous Christmas spent between Nottingham and Suffolk, I am now home to write and get going with my projects which is amazing. It's been quite a dark rainy day here in Suffolk but the thought of longer daylight hours inspires me to keep busy, although I must admit to struggling to get back into a routine! It is a good job I have Barney our Springer to drag me out of the house and across the fields sometimes at great speed after hurling a ball! Totally mad but very adorable. I hope to read some of the books that I promised to read over the next few months - it is good to read as well as to write and often I get waylaid with this which is a shame. If you are interested in coming on the show - I'm happy to purchase a kindle copy so that I can get a flavour of what your book is about. I do not make any charge to come on my show but a reciprocal review of one of my own books is always welcome.
Please add me as a friend if you'd like to communicate with me -
Wishing everyone a very Happy New Year
Jennifer Lynch
Blogging Again - moving forward
So much has happened since I last wrote an entry that where to start this entry today is proving a little challenging.
I am moving in the next few weeks or months to Nottingham. I will be leaving Suffolk after living here from the age of 11 when I arrived with my parents in the seventies. Ipswich looked all so different then, maybe a little grotty around the edges with the docks consisting of many very old run-down buildings, not like it is today a vibrant hub around a picturesque marina.
First I lived in Stowupland, then after becoming divorced, I lived in One House, Stowmarket, Old Newton and Haughley before moving to Combs in 2011. I know a lot about mid-Suffolk and it is a very beautiful area but my travelling feet have been walking in my mind for some years now. I need my life to be simplified and I also need to be nearer my family. I am ditching the mortgage and other unwanted obligations to streamline my life and make room for more dancing, more travel and family BBQs. I'm looking forward to the change and I'm looking forward to the Trent - I love rivers and I'm pleased that I will be able to take Barney along the banks of this majestic river for long walks. There are sad parts and there are happy parts but generally, it feels right in the heart which is the place where dreams are made.
As things stand at the moment, I am really busy with readings, therapy and temping plus Airbnb. It feels as if all my chickens have come home to roost in a good way and I'm not sure how to get things done with so much pending!! I'm sure that many of you can relate to this!
Organise, organise, organise is what I'm hearing at the moment and don't forget to put it in my diary - where would we be without them but always leave room for spontaneity because that truly is the spice of life!
I am moving in the next few weeks or months to Nottingham. I will be leaving Suffolk after living here from the age of 11 when I arrived with my parents in the seventies. Ipswich looked all so different then, maybe a little grotty around the edges with the docks consisting of many very old run-down buildings, not like it is today a vibrant hub around a picturesque marina.
First I lived in Stowupland, then after becoming divorced, I lived in One House, Stowmarket, Old Newton and Haughley before moving to Combs in 2011. I know a lot about mid-Suffolk and it is a very beautiful area but my travelling feet have been walking in my mind for some years now. I need my life to be simplified and I also need to be nearer my family. I am ditching the mortgage and other unwanted obligations to streamline my life and make room for more dancing, more travel and family BBQs. I'm looking forward to the change and I'm looking forward to the Trent - I love rivers and I'm pleased that I will be able to take Barney along the banks of this majestic river for long walks. There are sad parts and there are happy parts but generally, it feels right in the heart which is the place where dreams are made.
As things stand at the moment, I am really busy with readings, therapy and temping plus Airbnb. It feels as if all my chickens have come home to roost in a good way and I'm not sure how to get things done with so much pending!! I'm sure that many of you can relate to this!
Organise, organise, organise is what I'm hearing at the moment and don't forget to put it in my diary - where would we be without them but always leave room for spontaneity because that truly is the spice of life!
