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I think I'm still not quite back for real - I've written and submitted a number of stories and I'm not ready to lose that momentum.

I've been out and about and done a bit of exploring.

Now that we're allowed 30, I'm in the throws of organising the Unnecessoiree, a party for no reason other than restrictions allow it.

I'm trying to work out if there's any point in booking a holiday in April - it will be our last chance in this HSC year. It just all seems a little pointless and then where to go? Not sure I'm ready for planes...(I know, right?! Who is this person????)

Watching Vietnam closely. Their COVID situation this week just hit me hard - two months without any transmission and then overnight 100, and then the next day at 200. This stupid thing just won't go away. Though hot tip, google the robots used in Rwanda for Covid screening. I want robots. That will definitely put a smile on your face. 

All in all, counting my blessing and lots to be thankful for.

And I'm sure there's a story in that.

Linking with #NaturesNotes

"Art is something that makes you breathe with a different kind of happiness." - Anni Albers

Linking with #MCoW #TravelTuesday (out & about in Canberra) #OurWorldTuesday #PictorialTuesday  #Allseasons  #NaturesNotes

Intrusion

I had to write my Furious Fiction entry in 24 hours as I'd have no access to my laptop on Sunday. I looked at the story requirements, the words that must be used and the action that must happen, and was stumped. I wasn't concerned by this, as it often takes some time for the pieces to fall into place.

I woke this morning and still nothing. I was beginning to get a little worried. Not the slightest idea.

I was listening to The Queen's Gambit as I walked around the lake. Suddenly, as engrossed as I'd been in the novel, I realised I wasn't listening to the words. It actually took me by surprise.

A woman had intruded into my thoughts. A woman with a story to tell that happened to have all the set words and requirements to fulfil the Furious Fiction criteria.

I switched off Audible and walked home as fast as I could to get the words down. Trying to edit the story down to under 500 words in my head as I frenetically strode.

This is what I love most about writing. This 'intrusion'. The moment when a character arrives out of nowhere and enchants you. The invigorating urgency to get the words onto paper, in case it is a fleeting visit and the character takes their story away with them. I love that they have chosen me to tell their story to. For a brief while it is all I can think about, and it will distract me from any other task at hand. 

So this week, I am loving intrusions and the joy of writing.

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My year in review - 2020

Linking this old post with #H20Thursday because I really like some of the pics - ignore the words, pictures only

This is a year best forgotten. While I sincerely hope it is done and dusted,  and 2021 brings joys and peace we can barely remember, it hasn't been all bad. There's been plenty of fun and accomplishments along the way.

January saw the end of the fires, we travelled through Norway chasing the Northern Lights and being chased by a polar bear. I managed to catch the fabulous Lizzo and Max Frost and bring in the New Year at my last Festival, Field Day (feels an eternity ago) for Disclosure.

February we had tourist fun with friends visiting from Greece, many plays and concerts, including one of my all time favs, Parov Stelar. 

March saw COVID and hoarding creep into our lives, and then suddenly lockdown was upon us. I am so glad I snuck in Mavis Staples, Blind Boys of Alabama and Grace Petrie in the first two weeks. Then it was a lot of cancellations and confusion.

April and May fluctuated with new fun at home, getting lost in music and memories, and a deep sadness at the pain of the world and the death of great musicians and artists, and numbers....lots of numbers.

June we were out again but a little stressed and unsure how to behave. What was safe? What were the rules?

July we got more confident, found comedy gigs and some live music. Little by little a sort of normal creeping back. We even managed a night in the Southern Highlands!

August saw some success with stories being published and moving through to later rounds of writing competitions (and long listed in Furious Fiction) plus a weekend in Culburra with the Champagne Club.

September and October raced along with weekends in Canberra, Culburra, Currawong and Whale Beach. And all of life resuming tentatively in person.

November saw me back at the Opera House and I've been there many times since.

I am wrapping up December with this post so I can fully enjoy the parties (yes! Outdoors, and under 50, with COVID safe food and hand towels), the school farewells and the Christmas traditions.

I wish you all a merry Christmas, or holiday break, and may 2021 be the miracle year we all need it to be. I've been out every night this week and feel elated and energised. Next week is focused on the kids and their things, so it's like my xmas season came early. 

I will be gone until Feb as I have much writing to focus on. My Insta will continue as usual.

You may have noticed the 'snaps' aren't related to the words (the links in the text will lead you to those photos) but I did enjoy taking these, and I don't think they'd made the blog yet.

Bones

 

Reposting for #HappyTuesday because it's a beauty, if I don't say so myself. I was at the doctor and taken by the cheeky smile from the guy watching me from the corner...

Stay safe and here's to a much improved 2021 for us all! (EDIT Well didn't I get that wrong!!)

A Christmas Story

This is the last #XmasLinky for the year, as I'll be off until Feb as of Wednesday.

Stay safe, both on the roads and in the air, don't forget to wash your hands regularly and all the other COVID jazz.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and here's to a better 2021 for us all!

A little Christmas tale I wrote many years ago - 100 words exactly:

She knew Santa looked at who was naughty or nice and gave gifts accordingly. She'd been good all year, not a cross word, always helpful and kind. Yet the Christmas tree was still bare, not a single gift at the base. The stocking hung by the chimney with care was also empty. Disappointment and confusion would reign yet again on Christmas morning.

He could think of a present for every single child on the face of the earth but didn't ever remember to leave something for her. Mrs Claus looked at her exhausted husband and wondered if he'd ever change. 

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“Friendship," said Christopher Robin, "is a very comforting thing to have.” ― A.A. Milne

 I have had an emotionally stressful week. After let’s face it, an exhaustingly stressful and confusing year. Last night I went to my Mah Jong group Xmas party - these women I have known for 12 years (one of them much longer as they’re technically her friends). Within half an hour the stress and sadness was washed away and it felt festive and ‘normal’ (that long forgotten life we used to have). I am so grateful to have people in my life that can elevate me without even knowing they need to try.

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Lucky

 

We are so lucky to have got our community transmission down to zero. We all slowly breathe a sigh of relief. Masks disappear though we still madly sanitise and check in everywhere....I am relieved my tickets to STC still require spacing (though that has now changed for any new tickets - bit mistake in my opinion) and I've fingers crossed my Pippin tickets will be isolated by chance. I'm not ready to sit crammed in with strangers. Crammed in with anyone really.

As we have seen, however, it's only a matter of time if we don't take care. How we still haven't sorted out International Quarantine is beyond me. And as for when we stop hotel quarantine, that will be a HUGE mistake. 

I look at countries in Europe who got it under control and are now facing lockdown again. I hope we learn from them, but I don't think our powers are even paying attention, which worries me.

So for now, I am making the most of it - theatre, concerts, possibly even DANCING this week! A xmas party with up to 50 friends outside (need the weather to hold for me!!) and all the other end of year festivities. I am 'on the clock' as I like to say, regarding making the most of eased restrictions. I still wear a mask and have sanitiser with me at all times.

I'm trying not to hug people (though I'm finding I have to recoil as they approach me, which is causing all sorts of embarrassment).

I am happy, and feeling very lucky. I did give a number of family their Xmas presents on the weekend 'to put under the tree', partly to avoid getting stuck with it in case we go into lockdown. So while I am revelling and congratulating Australia at our good fortune, I know the minute we open the internal borders, we risk our contact tracers becoming too slow to contain spread (due to too many people moving around, not their competence. They get 'over run' too). 

We still need to do our part. Don't assume it's over. Over the next few weeks we need to keep vigilant and as Clint Eastwood said "You've got to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?" And for now, the answer is thankfully YES!

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Crazy pink sky the other night.