I always like the way Andrew says "Stuffs" referring to minor tasks or items and have used it now in family settings. It's far, far better than the singular "stuff". Apologies to so many of you for what Blogger does to your comments. I just went through Blogger Jail and rescued so many of your comments on my blog which were trashed without rhyme nor reason - many of you frequent bloggers. I will try and make an effort to make this part of my routine now - checking the blog comments.
As to other stuffs, I've been busy writing an article for a magazine based in England. It's about my mother's experience with birthing which was an absolute hell of a torturous experience for her. More on that later.
The other bits of writing is my own memoir of a period in my life where the participants and identifiers are now all passed on so I am free to write about it.
More is editing of a anthology which is hard going. Some of the writing is great, others not so much and requires far too much extensive editing. And this I find exhausting and maddening which is not good for my innards.
I waited and am waiting today for a call from my nephrologist to follow up on recent lab work. Nada. Already an hour has gone by and here I am, trapped, writing the blog, neglecting leaving as I have my own on line lab-work results in front of me and I have a myriad of questions on the line items ticked for "not normal". I imagine elders (and I have anecdotal evidence) are shoved aside in a stretched health care system that focuses on the more viable of its patients.*
I am reading Richard Flanagan, an Australian author I have fallen in love with. His writing is superb.
Question Seven was my introduction
And now I am reading The Narrow Road to the Deep North.
I hope to read all of his oeuvre. At times he is lyrical.
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*update she did call and apologised for delay. Amongst other stuffs I have to go to hospital for more blood infusions. I've been struggling with exhaustion and putting it down to old age. Relieved it's not that.
Yay for health problems with a solution!
ReplyDeleteEditing is hard - for patience and innards alike ;) you have my sympathy.
Editing *well* is a special skill and sometimes damn hard work. I always preferred editing work that didn't need so much rewriting! Everyone can write, but not everyone is a writer, as you well know. e
ReplyDeleteMy experience of labour and birth was pronounced "normal, average" by the attending doctor. But it was the most hellish experience I've ever had, so I'm afraid to hear what your mother went through! I can't even watch labour and birth in Call the Midwife without crying, even 33 years later.
I hope to have a chance to read your memoir.