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NaNoWriMo and me

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It's not the winning, it's the taking part that counts. Yeah, right. Yet again, my NaNoWriMo has fallen by the wayside. And you can read why here . That's about it. Love Maddie x

Blogging: where do I go from here?

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Please forgive me. I haven't blogged in over a month and it's all my fault. I can't see the wood for the trees. I've reached a bit of a crossroads with The World from my Window and I'm not sure which direction to take. I'm back from Corfu now, having been in Dorset for a few weeks and hurtling headlong into work and Lush Places life. I have to go up to the village hall in a minute to warm up some pizzas for the cast of The Ballad of Martha Brown   before going up again later on to take the money on the door. I'm way behind on updating the village website, I've got a TEFL course to finish before the end of February and I'm looking for a publisher for Good Morning Corfu: A Year on a Greek Island . I also need to think about completing my Masters' dissertation next year. Stupidly, I've registered for NaNoWriMo again this year, about which I'll be writing on The Lady Shed  website next week. So, what with that and the day job, ...

Novel writing, blog posting and moustaches

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November is a strange time of year. We've really said goodbye to the summer and we're on the quick, quick, military two-step march to Christmas. Already, in houses, and possibly mud huts, across the land there are discussions about where each one of us will be spending the festive season. Children far too young are demanding presents that are far-too-old for them and materialistic parents are going along with it. Meanwhile, in far-flung corners of the world, children will be happy to receive a shoe box full of bits and bobs which have been filled for them by their more affluent cousins from the western nations. The true spirit of Christmas, in my humble opinion. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas, I love it to bits. I'm from a big family and I love giving and receiving presents (and giving most of all). But children get far more joy from simple things or time spent with them than the latest must-have toy or gadget they have been conned into wanting by adverts or o...