Author Journal 25th November – 2nd December 2021

Well, my wee holiday’s over. And, I had a fun and highly productive time away from the writing. The productive part (and the fun part) comes from getting my first ever Happy Planner planners… there’s a better way to phrase this, but saying planner planners is too much fun. So, I spent a lot of my time setting up said planners (journal, daily planner, financial planner, and fitness planner) and transferring my old info over to them.

My new Happy Planners! Sooo pretty!

Don’t worry, we made time to get out on the bikes, and I even managed to catch a squaddie tan in November.

Now that I’m all nice and refreshed, it’s time to get the head back down and the writing done. And that thought brings me nicely onto…

This Week’s Goals

  • Write 3000 words (taking me to 72,358)
  • Block out the next two scenes

That’s it for today. Thanks for stopping by, and take care.

Susan

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Author Journal 18th – 24th November 2021

Hi everyone! This week’s update is short and sweet. I’ve decided to take a much needed break for the next week, so there are no writing plans for then—only cycling and playing some co-op Gears of War with Jez 😍

So, on to the review.

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Author Journal 11th – 17th November 2021

It’s been slow going this past week. Unfortunately, pain flare-ups can take a long time to get over, and this last one–with its additional mini ones on top–has been particularly douchey.

Okay, whining over, and back to the update.

I hit a difficult patch in the writing, namely a scene between Adam (hero) and Blackwell (the baddy). Up until this scene, Elle (heroine) had always been there as a buffer. But, Blackwell had sent her off to do a thing that I can’t share–spoilers–and it was just the guys in a Japanese restaurant in Marseille.

Eventually, I got a feel for their dynamic and was able to get the scene down. But, man, was it tough. For the entire scene, all Adam wants to do is slit Blackwell’s throat for him, and though it’s entertaining for a bit, it wasn’t helping the scene to move along.

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Author Journal 28th October – 10th November 2021

Phew! Last month was a wee bit of a bugger. I overextended myself a bit with Scotstober and my writing aims. Unfortunately, I always have to pay for going overboard–in the form of a CRPS flare-up. Hence the lack of an update last week and the lateness of this one.

The flare-up is still in full swing (it’s a dick like that), but having taken a few days off from everything, I feel okay enough to make a start at getting back to it.

So, onto the MEGA REVIEW… it’s okay, there’s not too much blah, blah, blah.

My Writing Goals for 21st – 27th October 2021

  • Write 3000 words for Running The Asset. (Hit 59,753 total words)
  • Block out the next two scenes

How Did I Do?

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Challenge Host Interview Series: Photos by Jez

As it’s Monday, and my beloved Jez hosts Fan of… I thought I’d share his Featured Blogger Interview on Marsha’s Always Write blog as my Fan of… post.

If you want a lift to your Monday with some fantastic photography and a wee bit of an introduction to Jez, then take a gander at this excellent interview.

Marsha Ingrao - Always Write

Welcome to a long-awaited interview with the Challenge Host of “Fan Of…” and “Water WaterEverywhere,” Jez Braithwaite of Photos by Jez. If you join challenges at all you know that Jez supports many of them with pictures taken with Snappy (DSLR) & Lensy (lensball). I fell in love with his fun attitude and beautiful pictures, and I know many of you have also.

Jez’s Blogging History

Even though Jez started taking photographs when he was 12, his blogging history is much more recent.

I’ve always been keen on photography & got my first SLR, a Praktica, at the tender age of 14. I’ve been taking photographs of my travels as a school kid, through my twenty-year career as a Naval Officer, and of anything that’s caught my eye since. Until 10 years ago, my photos sat in albums or in the packets that came back from the developers…

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#Scotstober Day 31 #Neep, Tumshie, or Baigie

It’s the last day of Scotstober! I’m so happy to have made it all the way to the end–okay, shocked. And, more than a wee bit sad to see it go. It’s been a fantastic experience writing entirely in my native tongue for the first time. I’ve made new friends, learned new words, and rediscovered old words I’d forgotten.

Today’s word(s), neep, tumshie, and baigie, all mean the same thing. Turnip.

Mostly…

Okay, neep does mean turnip, but it also means a yokel, is a jokey word for head, and is also a word for a stupid person. Tumshie is a fun, colloquial name for turnip. And, baigie is the turnip with the purple top.

Well, that’s it for #Scotstober. Thank you all so much for joining me on this ride! See you soon. 😊

#Scotstober Day 30 #Mervaill

It’s the second last day of Scotstober! It’s been a challenge to keep up with doing the posts, getting my writing work done, and keeping up with comments and other blogs–sorry for being so lax on the last two, but I’ll be catching up in the coming days.

Today’s word is mervaill. As a noun, it means a marvelous act executed by divine or other supernatural means of agency, a wondrous act, a miracle. As an adjective, it means marvelous, wonderful. And, as a verb, it means to feel surprise, astonishment or admiration.

Here’s my response to the prompt (taken from Running The Asset):

Hit aye mervailled Trevor at sae mony ingined fowk manished tae scug their skeels fae the governments thai sert. He’d connecktit fower veecious murthers tae Gavan afore he’d boded him the bit.

And now in English.

It always astonished Trevor that so many talented people managed to conceal their skills from the governments they served. He’d connected four vicious murders to Gavan before he’d offered him the job.

#Scotstober Day 29 #Skreich

Today’s word, skreich, is pronounced skreech. The ‘ch’ at the end isn’t a hard k as it is in English, but the same soft, gutteral sound at the end of loch in Scots. It means screech, shriek, to yell out, a shrill cry.

Here’s my response to the prompt (taken from Running The Asset):

Hei oop, whar the lowe luntit maist sairly, ane o the firefighters oan the ledder ootside Rosa’s chaumer windae skreiched sumhin, bit Elle cuidnae mak hit oot. She didnae hae tae here the wirds tae ken thit thai’d fun Rosa’s corp.

And now in English.

High up, where the fire blazed most intensely, one of the firefighters on the ladder outside Rosa’s bedroom window yelled something, but Elle couldn’t make it out. She didn’t have to hear the words to know that they’d found Rosa’s body. 

#Scotstober Day 28 #Bauchle

Today’s word, bauchle, as a noun, means an old shoe, a worn-out person or thing, an untidy or clumsy person, and clumsy work. As a verb, it means to wear out shoes, walk clumsily, shamble, and jilt.

Well, that’s it for today’s #Scotstober post. See you tomorrow 😊

#Scotstober Day 27 #Sklent

Today’s word is sklent. As a verb, it means to move at a slant, to zigzag; to slope, to slant; to aim sideways; to look sideways, to squint. As a noun, it means slanting cut, slope, sideways movement, change of direction, sidelong glance. adjective: slanting

Here’s my response to the prompt (taken from Running The Asset):

Clamps soondit fae the wynd. Adam harled Elle intae heez airms an preesed hir agin the wa, makin shuir tae teug hir tap doon hir shouder. “Mak on ye dinnae laith me, or we’re deid.”

She maun hae seen the theif, acause Elle sklent hir mou agin heez. Hit wis taibitless. There wis nae radge i their connection, a fact at baith leepit him an left him caul.

And now in English.

Heavy footsteps sounded from the alleyway. Adam pulled Elle into his arms and pressed her against the wall, making sure to tug her top down her shoulder. “Pretend you don’t loathe me, or we’re dead.”

She must have seen the goon, because Elle slanted her mouth against his. It was without feeling. There was no passion in their connection, a fact that both warmed him and left him cold.