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NaNoWriMo Saturday 2nd November Word Count

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Today’s creation

Some year’s ago when I did NaNoWriMo I wanted to work on a book of short stories about shoes. The book is on hold but I did have a few ideas and this story below was inspired by a longer story I had created for that book.

The Snolar Bear

Bright whiteness filled the room, even with my eyes closed tight I noticed it, as I slowly stir from slumber. The house was wrapped in a sunny silence, so bright for a November morning.  As I stretch and raised myself from the bed, I look from my window to see a new world. A place of wonder, bright and white as far as the eye could see.

I wasted no time, I jumped from the divan, dressed quickly in thick warm clothing and was downstairs in no time. Grabbing my phone, I rush to pull on my boots, then I stepped forward to open the back door and look outside. The cold crisp air was fresh and clean, I needed to snap a few pictures whilst the ground was pristine. Only a few bird prints were seen upon the patio, around the bottom of the feeder where a few seeds had been knocked out upon the ground.

Slowly I lift my right foot to press gently into the deep snow, the left followed. I was careful not to rush and topple over, I wanted to make sure my feet left perfect prints.  No time was wasted as I set about snapping images of my beautiful snowy garden. Who knew how long it might last? I closed the door behind me only remembering at the last moment. I didn’t want the heat to escape after all. Now what to do?

My mind was quickly made up, I must build a snowman. I started off with a tiny but tightly packed snowball and then began to roll it over the snow that I had disturbed with my footprints. I needed to make a big round ball for the main body, so I continue to roll the ever-growing snowball around the edge of the garden. Careful to disturb as little snow as possible. At the top of the garden I roll the large ball back upon itself and settled the large body into place.

I started another snowball rolling, moving to the opposite side of the garden slowly building up a shape for the head.  I have to admit the body and the head were a bit wonky, but I was having so much fun. Slowly I roll the head back to the body I had to make sure it was not too big. The snow was packing together nicely so I picked it up carefully ready to drop it onto the body. I lifted it a little higher then dropped it in hope that it might stick itself firmly.

Oh, dear. As I step back to look at my work, I noticed I did not have a snowman after all. The shape was all wrong, still I smoothed out the joints blending body and head together. The head was huge, almost giant sized even bigger than my own head. I gave a little giggle. It was like being a child again.

There was a need now to find something to use for eyes and a nose, so I wandered around the edge of the garden where the flattened grass shows through after rolling the snow. I discovered some wonderful soft brown leaves, almost almond shaped. They would be perfect for the eyes. By this time, I had wandered some distance from the snowman so I decided now would be a good time to turn and snap a few more pictures with my phone.

What a surprise! It was as I turned that I saw it. My creation was not a snow person; indeed, it did not resemble any form of human what-so-ever. It was more of a big bear shape. The snow creature was enormous, and from this distance it actually looked like a polar bear with its eyes closed.

This would be my very own unique piece of snow sculpture, and I would call it a Snolar Bear. I could not stop myself from laughing with glee and clapping my now cold pink hands together. I walked the perimeter of the garden and placed the leaves carefully upon the bears face. Then with a little bit of moulding I formed the snout and two ears.

Down the front of the body I moulded two strong thick legs, and used a fallen twig to mark out paws. Soon all was finished and looking upon the creature I decided to take a selfie with him. I truly could not believe how big he was.

My hands were becoming numb, so I pat the Snolar bear upon his large forehead and made my return to the back door taking pictures on my phone every few steps. I kick my boots against the door step, trying to remove any snowy remnants before opening the door and stepping into the warmth. I hadn’t realised how cold and hungry I was.

I certainly had not expected to find that I had been outside for over two hours. It was just after 8am when I began to make my breakfast. As the porridge turned in the microwave, I looked out of the window which was now steamed up. My breath caught; I was truly shocked at the sight before me. My beautiful creation looked like a real polar bear in the wild. He would not have looked amiss on a David Attenborough wildlife special.

What a marvellous start to the weekend.

My real Snolar Bear

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#NaNoWriMo Day 1 Started

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First Lines written for Day 1 NaNoWriMo

So I finally put pen to paper and I have lots of ideas jotted down. I have written around 1,500 on this years project.  I will need to write on average just shy of 2,000 if I am to reach the target of 50,000 by the end of the month.

Ruby’s Pocket Treasures

I am creating short stories and poetry for a collection of books for younger readers or those simply young at heart. I want to do mini books 4x6inch that are affordable for kids to buy with their pocket money. To start with I aim to create four titles around the holiday seasons. Here are the very VERY rough mock ups. Click the image below to enlarge (opens in a new window)

Rubys Pocket Treasures

Four New Books

  1. Ruby’s Christmas Wishes
  2. Ruby’s Valentine Kisses
  3. Ruby’s Easter Feast
  4. Ruby’s Halloween Treats

The mini books will be themed seasonally, and contain short stories, poetry, teasers and puzzles.

Here is a little one I did today inspired by my friend Chris Turnbull whose wonderful Christmas Book is a pure delight ‘It’s Beginning to Look a Lot like Christmas’. 

I have a little toy dog called Miss Ruby Heart (these books are what she would like) when I saw Chris’s poem ‘The Dog Peed on the Christmas Tree’ I felt that Ruby would have to tell on Little Dime  expressing that it was him and not her peeing on the tree.

His Dog Peed on the Christmas Tree

The dog peed on the Christmas tree,
it was not me but him.
He even had the nerve to eat,
the baubles and the trim.

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He was just a tiny thing,
they called him – Little Dime.
A naughty little pup was he,
when they got him Christmas time.

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But they love him and now he listens,
to everything they say.
A dog is a family’s friend for life
not just for Christmas day.

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Remember a Dog is for Life!

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#NaNoWriMo 2019 Day 01

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Welcome November and Happy NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). So I have decided to take up the challenge. My aim is to mainly concentrate on short stories but let us see where the wind will take us. If you are taking up the challenge I would love to hear from you, maybe we could even become writing buddies? My link is in the image at the top of the page.

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#CampNaNoWinner2019 Day 31

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Well I did not think I was going to make it this time but after a final rush when I got home after work I managed just shy of 1,000 words to enable me to reach my 15,000 word target. OK so it is not in the same league as the NaNoWriMo challenge of 50,000 words but it’s a good way to completing my new folklore story book.

The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry

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Congratulations to all who took part

I believe we are ALL Winners

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A Favourite Selkie Teaser

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Click the image to open in a new tab for ease of reading. The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry will hopefully be released in the next few months.

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Camp NaNoWriMo Day 30 Part 15 #Selkie

Day 30 Camp NaNoWriMo

Well not long to go until the end of the writing challenge. Today I managed around 1,000 words in note form they simply need typing up. Hopefully I can do this tomorrow so I will be able to do a validation on the work. Fingers crossed.

Here once again is a small teaser.

The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry

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Múirne gave birth on a stormy spring night, as the winds battered the door and rattled the windows. She was fearful of the birthing, being closeted alone and unaided in the little cottage. But the actual event was fast. When her eyes lit upon the bairn she discovered Solas had been right it was a boy child. He was beautiful and perfectly formed, yet on closer inspection she noticed the whole of his tiny body was covered in a very fine white fur.

Lifting him to her, he let out a few tiny mewls and she laid him gently upon her chest where he could suckle at her breast. His tiny fist was clenched and as he latched upon the teat tiny fingers unfurled like the petals of a flower blooming, and she saw between each digit, very fine webbing.

‘‘Would she need to isolate this child from the eyes of others who might cast doubt and be afraid?’

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Camp NaNoWriMo Day 29 Part 14 #Selkie

Day 14 Camp NaNoWriMo

Too tired and achey to write today and my back is killing me after slipping on wet stones in Bradford. Therefore I am Just sharing a short teaser of 🙂

The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry

190729 Great Selkie TeaserThe wine had taken its toll and Múirne awoke in her own bed with a throbbing head. Had it all been a dream, was Solas real or just a figment of her loneliness. She spied the conch upon the table of the little cottage and knew beyond doubt that her lover was real.

A memory tapped at the corner of her mind, strong arms carrying her home and laying her upon the bed. Words were hazy but when she sat up suddenly they rushed forward like a wave pushed by a violent storm.

‘Goodbye my love, my fair maid. The tide is turning and I must away.’

He had kissed her forehead and placed his hand gently over her stomach.

‘Grow strong my bonnie wee lad, my son, my little Rònan. This is my final gift to you my beloved Múirne.’

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Camp NaNoWriMo Day 28 Part 13 #Selkie

Day 28 CampNaNoWriMo

Oh my goodness I cannot believe the UK Indie Lit Fest FREE Book Event in Bradford is over.  How slowly it came and then was gone my lovely friend Maria Gibbs is  back home in London and I’ finally back home. Well after a little mishap this morning when I slipped and ended up sitting in a couple of inches of rain water. 😦

It was an A~MAZ~ING event, great to catch up with friends both old and new. Plus I managed to bag myself some new reads. Now it will be finding time to finish this challenge and then read. As you can guess NO words written for the challenge this weekend. So I cut my goal down to 15,000 words which I should be able to achieve in the final couple of days. Wish me luck 🙂

The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry

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The conch whispered its hidden lullaby as the sun disappeared and seemed to melt into the salty sea leaving a pink tinged sky in its wake. As the world turned the colour leached away and the stars became visible as white dots in a dull grey sky.

Then before long they were sparkling upon black velvet, the moon climbing high into the atmosphere revealing the silvery path once more upon the water. For a moment she remembered the dream from the previous night. That of a sleek grey seal dipping and diving in the waves.

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