We’ve been having some beautiful weather recently, here in the south of England. November is well underway. The clocks have changed, so the nights are drawing in. The air temperature is definitely crisper, and the leaves are almost gone from the trees.
My three-year old has had a sickness bug for the past ten days, which has left me feeling exhausted and grumpy. There’s only so many middle of the night bedding/pajama changes I can take before it takes its toll!
This morning she finally hit 48 sickness-free hours, and was whisked off to the garden centre by her doting grandparents, leaving the rest of us to catch up on some school work we’d been getting behind on. Just having those few toddler-free hours was enough to clear up the house a bit and allow me to feel a bit more on top of things.
At one o’clock I headed joyfully out of the door, leaving my capable hubby in charge, and walked up the hill, the warm sunshine on my face, towards my usual writing cafe. Somehow I managed over 3,000 words and am well on my way to my weekly word target. It’s so exciting to see my book coming together, and to see some interesting plot lines developing that I hadn’t expected.
I’ve been trying to read around a bit more too. I’ve enjoyed a couple of books by Katharine Swartz / Kate Hewitt, and would recommend both:
One is The Vicar’s Wife, a story of an American mother trying to come to terms with moving to a remote part of England with her British husband and three children.
The second is This Fragile Life, a moving portrayal of two friends, one struggling with infertility and the other with an unexpected pregnancy.
I also really enjoyed this book by Sarah Painter: In the Light of What We See
A story of two very different women, set in different time periods, with an element of the supernatural. There were some pretty nasty male characters in the book, and it wasn’t hard to feel sympathy for both women, even though one of them confessed herself that she wasn’t a particularly nice person.
OK, that’s all for now. See you next week!