Saturday, 2 September 2017

Creating My Odyssey:        SOCIAL MEDIA AND ME  ****I love it, but ...

Creating My Odyssey:        SOCIAL MEDIA AND ME  ****


I love it, but ...
:        SOCIAL MEDIA AND ME  **** I love it, but I think we know that by now. ��! Putting myself out there... My creativity, my inter...
       SOCIAL MEDIA AND ME  ****


I love it, but I think we know that by now. 😄! Putting myself out there... My creativity, my interests and everything connected with them. And my mental health and what happened three years ago to literally cure me, and my means of communicating globally what did cure me and how. Because I felt, extremely strongly, that others who suffer with depression and anxiety should have the knowledge that I received to cure me. And social media was the means of doing just that! And also, not so selflessly, to put my art and writing 'out there'. And why not?

Obviously there's Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/jo.bennett.165
Kitty Le Roy's Wild West Saloon: https://www.facebook.com/groups/50750308553/
Creating My Odyssey:
https://www.facebook.com/creating.my.odyssey/

(For some reason I can't get this link to work - my apologies).
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/clutton_jo                                
About Me:



So there we have them. I don't visit them all regularly, but I am making the effort to do so. And there are even more for me to consider! See you out there, I hope...😄








Wednesday, 30 August 2017

Creating My Odyssey: GOSH, PEEPS...!Just come back from a week's crui...

Creating My Odyssey: GOSH, PEEPS...!

Just come back from a week's crui...
: GOSH, PEEPS...! Just come back from a week's cruise on our narrow boat in Warwickshire with our eleven-year-old twin granddaughters. G...
GOSH, PEEPS...!

Just come back from a week's cruise on our narrow boat in Warwickshire with our eleven-year-old twin granddaughters. Good in many respects, but the girls are growing up and not as keen as they used to be when younger. They preferred our beach week in Aberdovey, Wales, which was delightful. 
      
An Evening on the Canal

    Really will have to up my data quotas on my phone while on the boat, cuz I find it very limiting while cruising and being away from my beloved WiFi *sniff*! (I love my blog life!). 

    Talking of which - I've just acquired a new phone cuz my old one died. A gorgeous mint green Android. Husband calls my phones 'does stuff' cuz they do and that's what I said when I first acquired my old one. 



    Anyway - back to now. Life is a bit bonkers. I'm endeavouring (hadeha!) to organise my files etcetera on tablet and new phone. 🤣 I'm slowly going through the chapters of my novel Alias Jeannie Delaney and Husband is critiquing them. Brilliantly, I have to say.
We're do-it-yourselfing as well. Working our way through the utility room. Gosh, it's beginning to look good, even now. Thirty years of neglect and we're DIY-ing and painting walls and de-cobwebbing and hoovering and I'm actually rather enjoying it.  

     And we're exercising. We're both fit-ish but want to be fitt-er. So we're walking, briskly, a lot. To coffee and cake shops. Seriously we're doing well, and I'm not putting on weight except when on holiday and I guzzle those double raspberry Magnums. Just a couple of pounds (weight) worth. 

     We're planning trips: Scarborough - my mum was a wren there, during the war. I always wanted to see the hotel where the wrens were housed and had their photograph taken. Tenerife in November. Looe in Cornwall for Christmas. Madeira in January. Venice in May? Switzerland? All possibilities. 


     Oh, and I met my lovely sculpture tutor friend for coffee and discussed visiting a local sculpture park, and hopefully make plans for an art exhibition next year. And discussed Lacock Abbey in Wiltshire which she recently visited. William Fox Talbot invented photography there and I want to return because I love the history of photography and I visited back in 1984 while on a three year illustration course.


William Fox Talbot image 1844

     Life's tough but someone's got to do it. 😃



Thursday, 24 August 2017

Creating My Odyssey: WRITING THAT DAMN NOVELAlthough I'm largely reco...

Creating My Odyssey: WRITING THAT DAMN NOVEL

Although I'm largely reco...
: WRITING THAT DAMN NOVEL Although I'm largely recovered from depression, I still get the glooms, and they're usually centred on one...
WRITING THAT DAMN NOVEL

Although I'm largely recovered from depression, I still get the glooms, and they're usually centred on one thing, and one thing alone: Writing my humungous novel. The desperate need to ‘get it out there’.

     Alias Jeannie Delaney is the life story of a devastating cowgirl who's the fastest gun in the west and also bisexual. It was in my head throughout young parenthood and depression. My protagonist’s name was there almost from the start as was much of the detail. The story grew, and of course I was embarrassed by the subject matter.

     Part of my depression centred upon my deep interest in the west and my fascination in the roles of the women who thrived in the more traditionally ‘male’ roles. I wanted to demonstrate to society at large that this certainly did happen and, as a result, I felt very strongly the need to get my story out.

     I started it all those years ago when my daughter was born, although the germ of an idea had dawned and developed before that. Husband had said: ‘You need to write that novel.’.

     So I did. I wrote and wrote and wrote.

     I used to say I had over one hundred chapters, but no -  some of my chapters are sometimes only a quarter of a page long, so we think it may be half that. If we keep working on those chapters - at least one a day, perhaps - slowly but surely we are getting there!

     I am concerned about the parts that seem, to me, very schoolgirl amateurish in the telling, because I didn't know how to tell it and I'm still not sure how to do that. A bank robbery for example, and then, later in the story, describing my protagonist Jeannie's life of robbery, and giving it credibility. And how to put across her role as mayor. I'm not in the least bit politically minded so am really unsure what to do there. And there are fight scenes and how to choreograph those...

     Oh, woe is me...!

     Whenever I see a film or listen to music that resonates, I think about my story, grab my laptop and return to my editing. When I look at books in the library or on Amazon, I think: ‘You can do this. You can definitely do this.’

     But such is the life of a writer. Blood, sweat, and most definitely in my case – tears. But I am, most definitely, getting there.