Auntie Elda is a lovely person, I think, I say that I think because although I have known her my whole life, I haven’t actually been able to understand anything she has ever said. She has a beautiful, musical Southern Irish accent, it sounds gorgeous, but is absolutely impenetrable thanks to my dodgy hearing.
This is exactly what it says on the tin, I am going to write for five minutes a day, every day for the next month – without thinking it over, considering or planning (as if I would anyway) and then share it with you, as I look back on it the following day it might be possible to try and evolve a story. It is kind of like you sharing my brain for a few days – you poor unfortunately people.
There is no word count or rules, all I have to do is write, so expect stream of consciousness with a bit of nonsense thrown in; I may have to edit out names to protect the not so innocent at times, and I will use spellchecker, or it will be more like a course in code breaking.
Anyway so this is the first day Monday the 27th of May, I have been away and I promised the husband that I wouldn’t take my laptop (don’t worry I hid a pad and pen in my bag) so there should be lots of scribble to be translated for the next book. I have checked the clock and four minutes have gone already, I cannot quite see how as I haven’t really told you much yet, but that’s the challenge. All I have to do now is unload the car thankfully the most important bit – the food – is already in.
I look forward to hear how you are getting on.
TTFN Eden 🙂