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 Hi all. I've been away for a few days down in West Sussex to stay with my sister and her husband. I also went down for the funeral of a wonderful lady, Anne, who was the mother of my best friend through primary school. Sally and I were inseparable for those years and, sad though it was to say goodbye to Anne who had been like a second mother to me then, it was amazing to catch up with Sally and make plans to spend some proper time together.

Whilst down there, I did manage to catch up with another close friend and we had a fantastic meal together (thank you Sharon!). Over the few days, I sent off a story about Limericks and managed to do a final edit on the final serial instalment and send that off too. Tomorrow, whilst dog sitting for Nikki, I intend to do a rewrite on the short story that came back last week, and also research the history of the ironing board for another short story (don't ask! lol). Hopefully, I'll be able to write that one on Thursday or Friday.

Weirdly, after that flare-up, my tooth has been fine. Sore and a bit swollen, but that's been the norm for over a year.

I'm wrestling with wanting to order a book that I've had my eye on for months. It came out today. It's called 'The Creative Act: A Way of Being' by Rick Rubin. It is about creativity in all its form and how it is in all of us. It looks amazing and I think I am likely to give in any second now...

Yep. Couldn't hold out any longer...used some Christmas money that I received from a kind relative.

Excited!

Lastly, I've been listening to Prince Harry's 'Spare' on audible. Apart from being gripping, I am aghast at his narration skills. He is also very proficient at accents, which makes me think that perhaps he missed his vocation as an actor. He could certainly have a career narrating audiobooks.

The above is so important. If you can't bear to fail, you will be forever paralysed, and that essential part of you will never be set free.