Oh, no wonder you miss your house in Maine, it must have been a difficult transition to living with neighbours close by. We live out of the city in the hills area of Perth. It certainly has become busier with more people wanting this lifestyle but compared to the suburbs where people live cheek by jowl we’re almost isolated on our half acre. We are in walking distance though of the supermarket, the library and the pub, so we have all bases covered.
Our neighbors are friendly but have young twin daughters who scream and argue all the time followed by the mother screaming at them to be quiet. The husband does offer to help my husband when he's doing stuff outside which is very nice.
I miss my old house in Maine, no neighbors for 100 acres behind the house, a mile to the left and a half mile to the right and in front of the house was the road that had almost no traffic. One the other side of the road that the house faces it was over six miles of thick pine trees. It was very isolated and so peaceful.
We had Dick and Jane, BORING! I hated reading them. I was so lucky my grandparents bought us Dr. Suess books and read them to us. They encouraged us to read the classics as well but Dr. Suess was always a family favorite. I read them to my children and my grandchildren. I still have the copies my grandparents bought and will be passing them onto my great-grandchildren someday.
When my kids went to school, I did the gym thing until my job kept getting in the way and it fell to the wayside. Now, I go a couple times a week, just to keep myself limber. I've talked about going to a pool, and I really think I need to get it done and stop talking about it.
I'm terrified of heights, there's no way Everest would be on my radar either.
was well received by my Wednesday Writers group of ladies. I wrote it for the Showing not Telling Contest. On Wednesday though the reason I read it to the group was because I had an alternative ending and wanted to pass it by the others. I was pleased I did because I was leaning towards changing the ending but was persuaded not to.
On a much far larger scale than a local group of lady writers, here on WdC when we share our words we are seeking the opinions of many others, most of whom may be better or at least more impartial than ourselves. I love good reviews and are often disappointed with the ones which just ticks the box.
I often wonder why I write and feel so strongly about my stories as I’m writing. However I might be in the minority, for when a story, on which I’ve spent many hours composing, editing and putting on display for the scrutiny of others, has done the rounds, I lose interest in it. I do nothing with it or even have a desire to do anything with it. I have hundreds of stories which I’ve been told I should self publish into books of short stories. I suppose the fact I’ve no interest in the publication side, must mean I write purely for personal satisfaction.
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