I've just submitted the manuscript of my novel, RANGATIRA, so I can begin to creep back into real life. There's still a lot to accomplish this year. But today all I plan to accomplish is sending out a few invoices, and tidying desktops (computer and workroom). Perhaps some daytime TV? Let's go crazy.
Actually, I just remembered about ten things I really do need to do today, including preparing for an interview/article for the Listener, and beginning work on an outline for the sequel to RUINED. I might get dressed at some point as well. Tomorrow we move house, so there's not much time for languishing.
News: I now have a web site: www.paula-morris.com. Please visit it and consider signing up for my mailing list. I have quite a few news items to post, and from now on will use the web site for all my relentless self-promotion, leaving this blog free to explore universal verities, discuss nonsense, and share pictures of TMiddy frowning at his lunch.
During my absence from this blog, I've collected a few interesting pictures. Two are actual signs, and one is a possible sign that the E.nd of Da.ys is upon us. (I have to mess up those words: don't want to attract the wrong sort of attention here.)
The first was taken a while back in Lambert Airport in St Louis. Some people see the Vir.gin Ma.ry in a pancake; some see the face of Kate Middleton in a jellybean. TM and I see a meerkat in a muffin. But what does it mean?
The next two are photographs of signs taken in the streets of Glasgow. We like Glasgow a lot, and now you can see why.
Speaking of Kate Middleton, I just reviewed a "book" about her romance with Prince William: it'll appear in next week's Listener, so please keep an eye out for it. (If you don't live in New Zealand, it'll be up on the web site at some point.) Also, I have begun my Royal Wedding tea towel collection, despite the sabotaging efforts of TM: he neglected to order the one I wanted from the British Museum, and now it's sold out. We had to make an emergency trip to John Lewis to sift through the rubble of their Royal Wedding section. Everyone's supposed to be a republican socialist in Scotland, but someone must be buying that wedding tat.
I'll be tweeting the Royal Wedding (@CamillaPOW), with insider info on the Abbey and ALL the receptions/dinners. Sometimes it's not so bad being a Duchess.