After all – and again

Tuesday. March 31st. And therefore – tomorrow is the first day in April. And Wednesday as well.
I need…

CampNaNoWriMo begins tomorrow and I was so sure I would never, ever participate again! So what am I doing?

Well! I signed up! Again! Despite knowing better not to do just that.

Each time, two Camp and one November-NaNo last year, I signed up and it began very well. But also, each time, it has stressed me immensely the further the days had been passing by. And became a mere pain in the neck, the week before finishing it.

But I finished them! All three of them. I became a Winner! And every time I afterward said to myself – never again!

Does this gal ever learn?

Or is the excitement and the anticipation so much bigger, than the experience tells me about how menacing the stress is?

At the same time, I told myself to at least not to write in English again. Use my mother-tongue instead. It would be so much easier and faster writing.
But, what do I do? Well, of course!!!!! I write the foreword in English! … and it seems it will continue that way…

Is this gal stupid or something?

No. She Isn’t. She’s quite sane. But, I guess she likes the challenge, after all. And will not chicken out!This time I call it
“Brickstone! A story about love and evil Misdemeanour”.
I don’t know why I call it “Brickstone”. It just came to me. Like from somewhere beyond.

And it has nothing at all to do with my earlier writings. It’s completely new. It’s not even Fantasy/Sci-Fi


Around and Around, goes the Time

Time is constantly changing, and so is the world around us. There are threatening illnesses and climate changes. Do we care? Yes and no. We spread fearful opinions or complain about cold or heat. Too much rain, or too little.

Life, in any form it chooses, keeps going on. No matter what we might think about it. Soon it’s April, and with April comes Camp NaNoWriMo. It’s hard to grasp, that an entire year already has passed by since the last time. The month when I began to write Part One about JayCee and the enchanted city.

Since then I’ve written Part Two, and in just a couple of days, it’s time to begin writing the third and last part. Will I make it? Never thought I would participate in any kind of NaNoWriMo again.

I hope you’re doing well, out there! In cyberspace. Enjoy the sun, when it shines, and the blue sky above! Here in the northern hemisphere spring is approaching. It’s getting lighter and warmer. Day by day, life gets more and more visible, noticeable, amiable. Grasp it! Don’t spend time with fear.

Worst blogger ever?

Since I haven’t posted anything for some time now? Not written anything new for even longer? Well, I haven’t promised anyone anything in that way. Haven’t even given myself the promise to blog often and regularly.

I have been doing other things. Especially meeting people, and been enjoying myself in different ways. I’ve also continued reading the Legend of the Icepeople, have just begun reading book 17 out of 47. This series is so thrilling, so good!

Also been watching old episodes of Dr Who. Have them all, everyone from 1963 and further on, and are now watching the sixth doctor, played by Colin Baker. 1984 – 1986.
On the whole, I like Dr Who, even though there are adventures I’m not too keen on. Yes, some I might even find a bit boring. Yap! Sorry, but I have to admit that.

About blogging! It should be fun. If one hasn’t got any other reason for doing it, it should at least be for the fun it. If not? Why bother?
I still think it is fun, that’s not the issue, but for the time being, my mind goes to a lot to quite different tasks. Like what’s going on here in this growing neighborhood. It’s so much going on that I want to participate in. Especially this non-profit association we are starting up concerning the community gardens.

There are also family-matters. This weekend I visited my youngest daughter, together with my other daughter and grand-daughter, since my youngest’s son had his 6th-year-old birthday party. We all had a lovely time. In peace and quiet! The birthday party with a lot of kids will take place next weekend. 😉

Now, I’m spending time on the sofa, caressing a cold, sore throat and such… Outdoors the remaining of a quite fierce storm is rumbling about. So not even the faintest thought of a biking or walking tour. Maybe there will be some writing done, instead? I’ll try to! But surely, I’ll also be taking a nap, keep on reading and watch more Dr Who episodes.

P.S. The cake is a Pavlova: Meringue, whipped rich cream and berries. Yummy!

Work in progress

I was trying to write something to the blog, but obviously it hasn’t been a day for words. After breakfast, I went to the library intending to work on my novel. And it was hopeless! It was as if I didn’t know any English words at all. Except for the most common ones.

To be honest, I didn’t find the proper words that I wanted in Swedish either. Not for today’s chapter. I could claim I had porridge in my brain. Then I got tired and went back home.

It seemed easier to find words now, in the evening. But still, what I wanted to tell you about have some technical terms, and I couldn’t get it together as I wanted. Though this time, I could at least express myself in Swedish. No trouble with that. Anyhow! I deleted that first try-out.

Second try-out!
Thanks to the fact that I for some time now have engaged myself in what is happening at the local library – which is way more than just an ordinary library – I’ve also learned to know new people and are “Hi” and “Hello” to quite many now. And I’m also engaged in several activities there.

Remember her? At least she looks happy…

(And on Monday begins the Painting classes for the spring season. I’ll give that too a second try-out.)

And now comes the tricky part for me to write: Around in the city, the municipal has for some years – I don’t know how many – had the responsibility for small garden areas, that then are managed by people living close by.

They are meeting places not only for gardening but also for getting to know the neighbors. Translated straight from Swedish, those are called “Plantations (or gardens) without Boundaries”. No boundaries, as in “everyone is welcome”! White, black, green or blue’s – Christians, Muslims and Jews. We all have red blood, love God, and cry when we are hurt.

So we, ordinary people, are seeding, planting and cultivating. Flowers, berries, greens, herbs, or whatever we want. And everyone is supposed to help taking care of the garden. In the way, as each can do it. Whether it’s planting, watering, weeding, or taking care of it in any other way. And of course, we will all be enjoying the beauty of it all.
(You just wait and see the photos… )

These gardens are also places where we just meet each other. Having coffee together, or barbecuing in lukewarm summer evenings, or just sitting talking. Pausing. Relaxing. In “my” garden, we have a greenhouse as well with both running water and electricity installed, and some suggestions have arisen about a small cafeteria where we can sell coffee and tea, and perhaps ice cream. Organic of course. But that is just a thought so far. Not an impossible dream, though.

Tip-toe through the tulips…

Now, from this year, 2020, the city has decided not to have the responsibility for these gardens any longer. They are “selling out”, figuratively speaking. Instead, we city slickers are offered to take over, turning the gardens into non-profit associations.

So in my part of the City, we who are connected to the library in one way or another, are taking over and start up our very own garden. Well, we continue taking care of the already existing one. Well, again! As a matter of fact, in this neighborhood, there are three gardens under the same “roof” since there are three localities .

So I was asked to participate as a member of the board, I accepted, and was also asked if I would like to be the treasurer. I said yes to that too, and this Tuesday we had our first meeting. I think it’s quite thrilling actually. And fun.

The terminology… hm…

I had no photos of the garden, so I guess I have to take some to show you. If only the days would stop being so gray and rainy. But better later than never, I guess.

So this photo isn’t from our Garden. Instead it shows a bit of the garden of Sofiero. The famous Castle just north of my city. Helsingborg.

Though, also we have a greenhouse, and lots and lots of flowers.


The Do

What do I do,
when I don’t do,
what I should do?

I could say I hibernate,
I almost do.

Lingering time with
thousands of thoughts
in a never-ending story.

Better to run, to hide,
to be on my own,
when things go wild,

(From Sept 14, 2014)