April 18th, 2022

As I write this, I am feeling a bit glum because a couple of days ago I wrote about my workshops and other things in a blog, and now I see the words are not there. I've popped this colourful beach hut photo up to cheer me up. One of my favourite local walks is to go along the seafront from Sandgate to Folkestone where there are now over 100 freshly painted huts. It is Easter Monday today and I had a day off (mostly!), and walked from Sandgate to the Harbour Arm. There was a great selection of food outlets there and plenty of seating. It was a great atmosphere with plenty to look at.
Since the last blog (the one where the writing did show), I have worked hard on creating the first two workshops in the summer holiday series. Discovering unique activities and traits about the local holiday camps has been fun, and I know my workshop attendees are going to love the sessions. From the planning about the 1950s, I went right back to 1287 when I held the last in the 'turbulant thirteeth century' workshop last Wednesday. It was a great session with plenty of debate and, as always, some fabulous writing.
My writing is moving along slowly but I am really happy with the novel. The last scenes have concentrated on Harry in Dymchurch, but Phoebe is now on her way home after being in Wissant. I came up with a plan for an extra twist which pleased me. Now I am 3/4 of the way through, I need to consider the ending and start building up to it. There is one method of novel writing where you start writing the end and work backwards to the beginning. I can't say I understand this!
On Easter Sunday I sold books at a craft fair in Hamstreet. This was a new venue for me and a great location in a village hall next to a green and play park. Some of my regular readers came along to say hello which was wonderful, and I am getting to know the other stallholders as we meet at different events throughout the year. I am very lucky - people think that being an author is a solitary life, but not for me!