I felt for the last month as if I was charging towards something important. I felt heroic, gulping down hope and inspiration, speeding like a bullet towards something huge and exciting just ahead….and then pooffff…. The thing I was chasing evaporated. I find myself scrabbling hard but beginning to fall slowly backwards into the pretty padded cell that is my life in Cambridge.
Jobless again.
Lonely again.
Bollocks.
I miss the Zambian sky.
(c) T. Bush Lusaka Skylines
I stare grumpily out of my window at the very stylish ,squirrel proof bird feed
er I have just erected. The squirrel (Dennis of course..little sod) has been running up and down it as if it is a squirrelly plaything. Now he is standing on top of it pretending to be King Kong, pounding his little chest and throwing all the peanuts at the wood doves. Squirrel proof my arse
My bleakness is due partly to the ear and chest infection I bought back from my trip. Its rather flattened me and I am beginning to smell faintly of amoxicyllin. It does not make me feel alluring.
er I have just erected. The squirrel (Dennis of course..little sod) has been running up and down it as if it is a squirrelly plaything. Now he is standing on top of it pretending to be King Kong, pounding his little chest and throwing all the peanuts at the wood doves. Squirrel proof my arseMy bleakness is due partly to the ear and chest infection I bought back from my trip. Its rather flattened me and I am beginning to smell faintly of amoxicyllin. It does not make me feel alluring.
It must be time to write another book.
Ok – as I am obviously in an non-witty blur of winge I shall instead direct you to the writing of the five people I would like to nominate for the blog award so sweetly passed to me by Val from Monkeys on the Roof. (Thank you again Val!)
Ok – as I am obviously in an non-witty blur of winge I shall instead direct you to the writing of the five people I would like to nominate for the blog award so sweetly passed to me by Val from Monkeys on the Roof. (Thank you again Val!)
In the words of the person who created it:"This award acknowledges the values that every Blogger displays in their effort to transmit cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values with each message they write. Awards like this have been created with the intention of promoting community among Bloggers. It`s a way to show appreciation and gratitude for work that adds value to the Web." So I nominate:
1. The bittersweet musings of NMJ http://velo-gubbed-legs.blogspot.com/
2. The hysterical and yet often moving travel blog from my mum the artist Ruth Hartley and her partner John Corley – 28 countries in 18 months and now a move to France! http://epicblogue.blogspot.com
3. The ebullient, charming and soul affirming Nao, the Tea Time Traveller, http://teatimetraveller.blogspot.com/
4. My Cuz , Up the Hill Backwards, who has a ton of these already but still writes one of the funniest and most disgusting blogs ever about raising children in New York. Not for the faint hearted. http://upthehillbackwards2.blogspot.com/
5. Tinku of tinku gallery who writes with such insight and intelligence about the intricacies of art and the cross-cultural experience. http://tinkutales.blogspot.com
You all rock!
8 comments:
Thanks, you are sweet.
'...pretty padded cell' is a lovely line, and I know what you mean about antibiotics, they are pervasive, but essential.
Feel better soon.
i know what you mean about the windmills. I get that a lot. I think these things are cyclical. You'll find the thread later, when you've done the next bit, whatever that may be. Missed you. Sorry not to have made it to lsk. Yes, yes another book!
Thank you dear cuz I have never been accused of transmiting cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values with each message they write but I thank you for your finger pointing
Now this is an honour.
And a Blog Award, awarded on my Birthday, now that is a lucky thing indeed.
Sending you heaps of Blessings on this New Day.
Thanks for making laugh my head off like you do.
Your such a fantastic writer!
I've only recently found your blog. You're a very good writer and I really enjoy reading what you have to say and can very much identify with your thoughts - especially the windmills. Feel better soon!
"It must be time to write another book" -- what a wonderful line! It will be my first response now, whenever life's getting me down. I love it.
Meanwhile, hurray for blog awards!
But WHY is that squirrel wearing a sweater???!
So sorry you're feeling down and out. A virus can do that at any time, but coming back from such an exotic location must magnify the ill effects.
Hope you're soon feeling back to your standards of excellence.
T,
Thanks for the nomination, I hope I can be worthy :)
The post-Zambia blues sound like hell and I hope the antibiotics get rid of that while curing your infection. Damn grey skies!!
And yes, do write your book!
xo
Amrita
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