Monday, September 17, 2007
CONF 481: AND NOW THE WAIT
Lovely what you find when you're clearing out. This is daughter at my favourite Dorset beach, Eype, just down from the current literary location hotspot, Chesil Beach. Now my mother is in a home close to my sister's, we don't visit Dorset any more and I can't say I miss it. Those years were so fraught and stressful I never appreciated the beauty. It's also incredibly dangerous. There are some safe beaches at West Bay and Weymouth, but the Chesil shingle slopes steeply & there's a strong undercurrent. Freak waves come out and grab people. When we were there a few years ago, in the middle of August, on a calm enough day, a wave came and grabbed a child. A man walking along leapt in to rescue the child and drowned. I often think of him, just nipping out for a summer's stroll. I've written one long short story set on that beach, long before that happened, but have never done anything with it. And a poem. Just remembered the poem, The Beach at Eype. Arg, best forgotten, but I was doing a writing class at the time.
On Friday I finally got the plot outline off to the agent. I was sure it was a synopsis she asked for, and, having finally edited it down to 3 and a bit pages, checked the notes made from the telephone conversation, and there it said plot outline. So back to the long synopsis and another day's work. At least I could get more in. Now begins the wait for the verdict.
I'm not exactly short of things to do. Work work is coming in again, and the move date has been set for November 1st. By then I've got to have got rid of most of my possessions. Still at the liberating stage. Not even a whimper of regret as Parcelforce came to take away the saddle this morning, it sold on eBay over the weekend for £41.
After a visit to see The Boyfriend at the Regent's Park Open Air Theatre (magical - why have I lived in and around London all these years and managed to miss it?) on Saturday, we stopped by at the flat to work out how everything's going to fit in. There's no garden, but it does have a balcony and a key to a beautiful communal garden (with a GRASS tennis court, I'd forgotten about that). Daughter is most excited about living within walking distance of TopShop and Blockbuster.
With space at an absolute premium, have just sent off for my Bag Button. I wrote about them in my cleaning & household column a few months ago but never got round to buying one. I also signed this Plastic Bag Petition today.
Bye bye, thanks for visiting, come again soon.
Posted by Stephanie Zia at Monday, September 17, 2007