WHILE I WASN’T LOOKING
A month stuck indoors was more than enough. I can’t get the hang of this Zoom nonsense, and phone calls aren’t the same as visits, especially when you’re deaf.
So the moment Boris let us out, I made a flask of tea and walked down to my usual bench for a look at the sea. It’s half a mile away, but that vista opens up my soul.
Or it used to. Some criminal at the Town Hall has taken advantage of us being distracted to pass plans for a huge block of flats.
Covid has a lot to answer for.
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This is my first venture into the world of writing for a while. I was hacked back in November and it's taken me this long to get my life straight - and my head! So please be kind if my story isn't up to scratch. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Roger Bultot for the photograph.
Before all that happened I did manage to publish the final book in my LIVING ROCK series, so if you're looking for a Christmas read, for yourself or anyone else aged teen to adult, look no further. All four books are available on Amazon - A Volcanic Race, Wolf Pack, Landslide & Rock Festival. To go directly to Amazon for the final book, click on the cover image on this page.
Brilliant interpretation, Lizy.
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen. It helped me that I've never seen Coney Island!
DeleteVery good Liz.
ReplyDeleteThank you Wilts!
DeleteWe should thrash that virus to within an inch of its life
ReplyDeleteWe should.
DeleteYou finally get out and about and everything's changed...
ReplyDeleteImdomhope this doesn't reflect real-life.
DeleteIt's so tempting to head back out now that lockdown is ending and a vaccine is on the way. I hope things haven't changed too much. Good to see you back Liz.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Iain. We still have to be patient, but it's getting tougher.
DeleteGlad you are back, you've been missed
ReplyDeleteWell done too.
How kind of you to say so! I have missed you too - the instant feedback is good for the psyche,
Deleteglad he got a reprieve from pandemic fatigue for a little bit. hopefully, there'd be more opportunities to come.
ReplyDeletePandemic fatigue - I call it jail fever, because it feels like a long stretch!
DeleteJail fever indeed. Still at last there is a little hope and who knows what we'll find when we get back out there?
ReplyDeleteThe thought of a vaccine is keeping many of us going!
DeleteDear Liz,
ReplyDeleteWe all know the feeling, don't we? This damn virus has touched us all in one way or another. Good to see you back on the grid.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle. I'm having to keep a husband with dementia on an even keel, as well as myself, so a double whammy!
DeleteI'm sure many decisions are made when they think we're not watching. Welcome back Liz!
ReplyDeleteWhen you see some of the monstrosities that get built, I am sure of it!
DeleteI have a feeling we'll be noticing many changes when we are out and about again. I hope some are good, but I'm not so sure. COVID certainly does have a lot to answer for. Nicely done, Liz!
ReplyDeleteThank you Brenda.
DeleteYes, COVID does have a lot to answer for and it ain't over yet. Sorry you got hacked :(
ReplyDeleteThank you Jade.
DeleteWell done! Also, it is an important angle to the different ways that COVID has affected people. The hard of hearing, for example, especially so, given how impossible it is to read lips through masks.
ReplyDeleteThat's something I am aware of, as my very dear husband relies partly on lip reading.
DeleteYour story is more than up to scratch! Well done.
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