Writing No-go Areas: Politics, Religion, and Sex

I've learned by experience that one misconstrued adjective about a leading politician, even in jest, leads to the loss of hundreds of  Social Media followers.  And where would we be without our Social Media friends? As Brexit looms, hard or soft, who knows? It is very tempting to let rip about how I feel about the UK leaving the EU.  I live in Jersey, Channel Islands, our rock nestles off the coast of mighty France.  So close you can almost smell the freshly baked croissants.  If I shout, bon matin tout le monde from our north coast, I can expect to hear a rallying cry of bonjour mon ami echoing back across the 14 mile stretch of La Manche (English Channel) that separates us.  Jersey may not be politically entwined with the UK, but I feel we are bracing ourselves for less of the bon accord we have so enjoyed for many years.

REJECTION IS NOT FATAL

With all the upbeat bravado that goes into celebrating a New Year, it has been a sobering experience for me to start 2019 with a rejection. I am viewing the first rejection of 2019 as a part of my character building process.  I haven't died, I will live to write another day.  My determination, as well as desire to master the craft is stronger than it ever was and I'm on the way to developing a skin with the rigidity of an armadillo.  So, that's all good.

DEFINING MOMENT 11 – TIME TO GET TOUGH. Bite-sized Extract #read #fiction #enjoy #like

Elizabeth had never been to see Coln Castle, the boarding school for young ladies in Gloucestershire, but they always advertised in Country Lifestyle and that was good enough for her.  Country Lifestyle was the bastion of rural English literature for the husky-wearing brigade, which often featured articles by Lady Prunella Plumpton.  Such was their reputation, which meant they would never publish advertisements about any dodgy educational establishments, so Elizabeth had enrolled Lisa five years previously.

DEFINING MOMENT 10 – BONDING Bite-sized Extract #read #fiction #enjoy #like

If at any stage Arthur thought that a much younger wife would look after him, he was wrong, as Elizabeth employed a live-in carer before they left the registry office.  Elizabeth had no scruples when it came to getting what she wanted and she reeled in Arthur for exactly the same reason she had trapped Fergus, his bank balance; another loveless marriage to satisfy her financial craving.

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