Get your gut into action after breakfast with this lovely tea, a blend of Assam and Ceylon teas.
Well, the writer's block? It's for real.
Not that I claim to be a writer :o). But the block thing is sadly true.
You know you sometimes get an epiphany when you're working your way through dirty dish piles. Or quietly folding away clean laundry. Or perhaps lingering in a really hot shower (which you would never step out of, had it not been for the existence of a water meter). All of a sudden, too many things start making sense and these wonderful, bloggable ideas float in your mind: pellucid bubbles lifting away ever so gently. And you're so happy and start counting the dozen or so blog posts that could materialize from that bubble stream. But by the time you are done with whatever you have been doing and open the laptop to create those posts, the bubbles have long popped without any trace of having ever existed. :o(
Don't EVER count the bubbles before you blog! Sigh!
And there has also been this major distraction to my blogging ( rather, not blogging!) penance. In the form of a bag from Coimbatore that my friend has been luring me with. Shapely sweets in inviting colours and celestially enticing savouries all decked up and garnished and dancing in front of my inner eye (Daffodils now replaced with Jalebis and Murukku). Hence my mind has not been retaining the calm that I badly need to pen the posts. Must dash to her house, collect the distraction and banish it by feeding it to my gastric juices ASAP!
Anyways, there is this wonderful kids' thing coming up in London, the Imagine Children's Festival
where the children can get to meet many renowned British authors who write for children and young adults. My elder son has been so keen on meeting Anthony Horrowiz ( of the Alex Rider series' fame) and Derek Landy ( Skulduggery Pleasant, the undead detective!) , but unfortunately the shows got sold out the day the booking opened. We still do plan to go and have a look around, maybe get our books autographed if lucky! The festival ends with the "Red House Book Awards for Children's books" and the nominated books are sold in Red House website for a lot less than the cover price and are a good bargain, as ever.
That brings up nostalgic memories of the International Book festival in Edinburgh, where super famous authors and debutant writers come down from all over the world. We would go there every day just to see our favourite authors, lounge in the bookshop, queue for autographs and eat, drink, walk, talk books. What a sight to behold that was! Also, the book stalls would sell a small bunch of autographed copies of books by the authors visiting that day and you'd be so lucky if you managed to pick one. Other than the Horrid Henry books that my boys got personalized autographs in ( for themselves and friends), we now also have autographed copies of some very good children's writers. We would get back home tired, but extremely pleased with ourselves and our achievements for the day.
Beautiful Edinburgh! Apart from my hometown, this is one place that I would be missing for a long long time, I guess. What a lovely place to live!
( at least 20 sighs later...) Must probably get back to being lazy. Edinburgh it would be, for the next Tea Break!
