Rabid rantings of a seriously unhinged woman who may or may not be suitably in charge of her young children; may or may not be attempting to be a serious writer; is definitely not in control of her tumbledown house or her expanding waistline. Sanity and set dinnertimes always in question. Monday, 5 February 2018. Hello to the New Year, new goals and all that rubbish everyone blithely abandons in a week or two from now. Time passed and she no longer even noticed the stoop of her shoulder.

I have had to resort back to the barbaric form of actually writing! I have had a bad week, firstly I awoke one day and turned on my laptop only to find out it was broken! Then I turned on my ps3 and boom thats dead too. not that it has an effect on this blog as the laptop does but at the time it felt worse. So until I have a replacement I will be writing my book in the form of actually writing, not that it bothers me too much but it is still a bit of an annoyance.