Sunday, September 9, 2007

Sundays, the best day.

Sundays are different there's no doubt about it. For a start I don't have to feel guilty about not getting up, about not writing, about not doing much! Having a work ethic can be a pain at times.

I like to get up and slob about and read the Sunday papers - catching up on the gossip. Then about noon we go to Bibury Court Hotel for a drink with friends. It's more like a club than a bar, it's always the same people and the same chat, but then I like that, there's a sort of comfort in the repetition.

When I got home today I went to Amazon and filled in a I am the author section for one of my books - The Broken Gate. I've never done that before. I explained why I had written it. It will be interesting to see if I get any feedback from it.

After supper, I shall watch TV, I watch a lot. I say it's research but that's a lie. I love it!

1 Comments:

Blogger liz fenwick said...

Sounds like a brilliant day :-)

September 11, 2007 11:43 PM  

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