Strange But True

Written for https://earthlycomforts.uk/

You have awoken to a new day after a restless night filled with strange dreams and have discovered a dead person sitting on your toilet. They are a stranger to you. What do you do?

I would get my note pad out, and write a story. It would probably mean I am still dreaming, and any ideas I can get down on paper will be useful later. My dog would go mental. If I pinched myself, and it hurt, I would call the police. Although why anyone would want to use my toilet to dispose of a dead body? Perhaps there is a story in there somewhere.

Are you a hat-wearing person, and if you are, which style do you favour? Nope, hate hats. They do not suit me.

How many posts do you create and publish each week to your blog? It depends, I like to try and post no more than three a day. Sometimes I have to miss word prompts because I have written my quota for the day.

How often do you talk to strangers? Every day. When you blog, there will always be a stranger.

How many tee shirts do you own? Far too many to mention.

Do you or have you ever ironed socks? If so, why? No, although my friend used to. Even ironed the sheets. My dad was in the army, so when I was growing up, he used to do all the ironing. He was good at it. I only iron shirts, the rest of the stuff doesn’t need to be ironed.

Do you spend too much time online, and would you know if you were spending too much time online? Way too much. I need to take time away from the computer, and spend time with family instead. I have been up since six-thirty this morning. I walked the dogs, just written for an hour on my novel in progress, and I am now blogging.

Does your family or any of your real-life friends read your blog, and perhaps more importantly, do you let them, or do you want them to?

No, they don’t really interact with my writing in general. I get they are pleased for me, but only writers understand other writers. It is something we love to do, but when you talk about it to family or friends they say, ‘yes, your hobby.’ We all know it is more than that. Writing is as much part of me as breathing.

I would like them to, but I understand it isn’t everyone’s interest.

What do you think the secret is to living a happier life? Not spending your life on-line, or on your mobile. I went out with my daughter last night (she works part time as an Uber Eats driver) We spent two hours giggling, laughing, and putting the world to rights. Although, I didn’t get in until nearly eleven. Family, friends, grandchildren, they are real, part of my life. They make me happier every day.