Thursday, 25 May 2017

Writing

I started a new book, titled "Seeking Truth in an Age of Hypocrisy" on the day of my previous post here. It is currently 97 pages and 19000 words long. I am extremely impressed with myself - even after the surprise that has been The Empress and General Morgan, on which I have been working for about a year now (it is now 138 pages and 27323 words - I did not think myself capable of a greater rate).

Monday, 8 May 2017

A Great Many Poppies

The poppies are everywhere, and that makes me happy.

I rose early, and I did not mind.

I went far away for cat food, and I did not mind.

I went for groceries and I did not mind.

I found that which was lost, I replaced the lid on the fish tank, I rescued a pelargonium from a tip.

There was an owl on a shelf, with the label "engineer".

My mother was an engineer. She liked owls.

It now sits on my shelf.

The cats are happy.

The poppies wave in the fields.

To-day I did many things, and I did not mind.

Purpose. Purpose is a powerful thing.

Why am I crying?