I would just like to say that I love this city! We’re staying in the Generator, and I’m currently sitting on a sofa with 80’s music, nachos, fresh mint tea (aka. “we picked mint, dumped it in a glass and poured hot water on it – enjoy!”) and I’m actually writing! Guys, I’m writing!
We were out this morning (hence the late blog post) but now I’ve got some chill time, I’ve got my laptop out. I have three things on my list for this week:
Finish GreenSky Book 10. For whatever reason, my head is refusing to write GreenSky when I’m in England. Away, however…when I was in Florence I finished two books, and so far, I’ve managed a thousand words in about half an hour. If I suddenly get a multi-million deal to write more GreenSky, I’m going to have to put “must write in a foreign city” in my contract.
Read the last novel on my official edit pile. I have had this since May and I’ve just been crap with it. I need to have time to sit down and focus…which I’ve definitely got! So that’s a major thing.
Write a short story. Last time I was here, I was challenged to write a soppy romance. This time, my travelling companion has picked “thriller” – and we’ve spent most of the morning wondering how I could get the city into it! Dramatic bike chase, anyone? My only thing is that I have to mostly stay within the constraints of the genre – so I can’t be too sarcastic. Considering I am thoroughly cynical about thrillers, this could be a problem…
So that’s my holiday so far, and it’s only the first day! Anyway, I’m off to drink my tea and finish this damn GreenSky book. Only a couple of thousand words to go…
So, in good and bad news…Spock has gone to a new home! He’s with a local friend who was thinking of getting a cat anyway, and came over twice for playdates….he’s smitten, and it’s adorable.
We did go over Friday to help Spock settle in – of course the kitten didn’t give a single f***, because THERE WERE WIRES TO CHEW. And a Playstation to hide behind. And a sofa to climb. He was loving the new playground! So he’s settling in happily and I might have to go over occasionally to cat-sit, oh noes. I can’t really complain as I did have every evening and morning with him for a week, so I have had a lot of cute kitten time.
Frankie is exceedingly happy that the small squeaky thing has vacated his territory, and that his sleep can be undisturbed. He’s spent every morning since on my lap, which is adorable but mildly unhelpful. That said, it’s not as unhelpful as a kitten who keeps opening multiple tabs and searching for zzzzzzxcdsfsaa by walking across my keyboard, so I’ll take the larger fluff any day!
In other news, I’m off to Amsterdam for a week on Tuesday, visiting my sister and just generally chilling. I’m hoping to get some writing time as well, and I’ll try to do a couple of blog posts – but if you don’t hear from me, it’s because I’m strolling along a canal and staring at artwork (or more likely, eating pizza and reading).
Last Saturday I spent a couple of hours in a pub. Not exactly unusual, but more unusually for introverted ol’ me, someone was there with a camera too…
That someone was the amazing Tom Parker; you can find him on Instagram and he’s now officially doing portrait photography. More specifically, if any of my author friends want headshots, his rates are very reasonable and Tom’s lovely!
And, I hope you’ll agree that the photographs are amazing. He’s made me look good!! (Only half joking. I am NOT photogenic…)
I think this is my favourite series – Tom was trying to get me to relax!
And another go…
My official favourites are definitely the ones below, so you might start to see them popping up on social media and in bios…
I went to work. Got a carousel working (yay) and then did CSS tweaks (yay) and then had a meeting during lunch (boo) and then my colleague walked in and said, “Kate, you’re going to want to see this…”
He was found under a bench, and because my colleague trained as a vet, she brought him back to the office. We promptly got NO WORK DONE… mostly because it’s quite hard to work when your dominant hand is occupied in making sure a kitten doesn’t slide off your lap or escape to explore the floor, where the dogs really really wanted to play with this new friend!
He had a variety of names (Vlad the Impaler, anyone?) but we seem to have settled on Spock (because THE EARS!) He’s 9 weeks old and came home with me because he’s got mites, and no one else could have him. He’s currently living in a dog crate on our landing, because he can’t be around Frankie for a month – but there was no way I was leaving him alone in a room. He seems pretty happy, though – albeit in a kitten “MEEEEP!” way.
We’re not sure if we’re keeping him or not yet – a couple of friends have expressed interest, but it depends on space and a few other factors. Watch this space!