Well, Friday has come around quickly this week and I only managed to complete one chapter. Yes, the first draft of Chapter 8 is complete; it ended with Lily feeling betrayed by Danny and sick from the bullying at school that is only getting started. Chapter 9 is pretty much planned. I have also found another short story competition to enter. I have a few ideas, one of which is about a couple watching an owl fly and land on a post as they sit by a river. I found myself writing this poem:
Owl Music
Unique predators
Borne on serrated feathers
Skimming summer dusk
Sacrificing speed
For surreptitious slowness
Silent symphony
Owls in our garden
Silver wings in silver birch
Shadows in branches
They are often heard
Syncopated hoot and screech
Haunting hunting birds
writing in north norfolk 