First job, tied up at the water point to fill up. All was going well despite some boaters coming under the tunnel and onto the canal like they were in some kind of race against themselves. I really don’t want to be one of those boaters who shouts ‘slow down’ but I am sorely tempted sometimes. I just ignore them and they fail to get my normally cheery hello. That will teach them!
Another eventful time filling the water as I think I’ve turned off the water but as I pull out our hose connection, I realise my mistake and of course this happens on the water point which has better pressure than a Archimedes screw with an over flowing river channelling through it! ((I bet you had to look up that word!)) Anyway, the lower half of my body has it’s second shower of the morning and as the Captain shakes his head, we crank on up the canal and I go and change into dry clothes.
We quickly come across a tunnel with a very narrow channel, so only one boat at a time. We don’t have the time to do anything so we crank it and luckily we don’t meet anything. On the way back we are a bit more organised and I get off and walk for a bit and use the walkie-talkies. Which is a good thing as on the way back, two boats are coming through.
We moor up at Rugeley and take advantage of the Tesco’s and Morrisons within a few minutes walk. We also wander around the Town which is reminds us of Napier in New Zealand when we turned up on a Saturday lunchtime and there were no people around. Although it is nothing like Napier in terms of architecture just the fact it’s so quiet on what is normally a busy day in the UK. We wander the shops and have a good old nosey in the charity shops before heading back.
I crack on with some writing as I’m determined to get my fantasy book finished and we cruise for a little longer before mooring up just past the town for the night and finally i finished the first full edit of my book just as the battery died… ((never mind your book Peachy get some pics of the canals!)) All right grumpy! I will tomorrow, just let me bask in this moment after it’s taken me years to finish my series. Can never please some people. I shared a picture of my writing desk – i love seeing where other people write. Tomorrow I’m on the tele – well, sort of…
After living in various parts of the UK, including Wakefield, York, Derby, and the Yorkshire Dales, I now live in Nottinghamshire. I enjoy reading, writing (of course), travelling, walking, kayaking, watching all forms of motorbike racing and socialising (networking).
At the beginning of my writing journey, I started a blog which tracks the ups and downs of writing life. ((I need to mention that my blog posts are usually visited by ‘Brackets’!))
A fantasy novel; A Festival of Time: Book One: Escape was my last self-published novel. I’m currently working on editing book two ready for publication and writing book three. Click on ‘books’ on my website to find out more and follow me on social media for updates.
In 2021 I signed an online publishing contact with Saga Fiction. I have three stories published with them and three coming soon!
A bit about my writing journey so far…
I have a story in, The Brinwade Chronicles, which was created with my writing group, the Fosseway Writers. This was published in September 2020 and is a collection of 28 Gothic stories by 13 writers. I’ve also contributed to a Fosseway collaborate novel, Burning Old School Ties and we have another idea in the pipeline!
In February 2019 I was lucky enough to travel to New Zealand. During my time there I wrote a journal about our bucket list 43-day adventure. This has now been turned into a travel guide: 187 Kilometres, turn left - now available on Amazon.
A Christmas Wish, is my third self-published story, which came to life after I’d published a Game of Souls in December 2018. My short story, A night lost to the past, won third place in the Newark Book Festival 2018 writing competition, which was run by the Fosseway Writers group. This was well received, and many readers asked me to develop and expand the story. A Christmas Wish and A night lost to the past have now been reedited and have been published with Saga Fiction.
Never one to let my fingers rest, and in true author style, I have a couple of other projects itching to have their turn! A horror/crime thriller, along the lines of Silence of the Lambs, one of my favourite stories. And a psychological thriller series - book one based in York, book two in Jersey, and book three in New Zealand. One day I will get around to finishing them…
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