WTF....Writers that fuck-around

Scotty too hottie and me. I met my husband at the "Winchester" Karaoke Bar in Lower Hutt, it was literally LOVE at first sight.

My favourite food is pumpkin, spinach and cauliflower boiled and mashed with sour cream

I own four pairs of sneakers, average prices $8 each, two pairs of jandals (flip flops) and a pair of slippers my daughter bought me for christmas.

I am obessed with the interior design of tiny spaces...

I love the sea although I am terrified of it since seeing jaws when I was a kid, although I made myself swim in it but only with my husband. I always stay on the shore side from him reasoning that if there is a great white shark Scotty will go first...he knows this and still loves me.

The first movie that scared the crap outta me was "Hush Hush sweet Charlotte with Bette David and Olivia DeHavilland, and the song still creeps me the hell out *shudder*

My first full on crush was 'Scott' from the Thunderbirds - it took me a long looooooong time to figure out he was a puppet.

When I was pregnant with my eldest daughter Megan I was addicted to Pixi caramal bars.

My son Nathan was breach and when he was born his feet came out in the taxi on the way to the hospital.

When I was pregnant with Jenna-Rose I ate Watties Baked Beans, apple sauce and pork sausages for almost every meal.

My childhood nickname is bullet, not because I was especially fast but I was bald until I was about three.

I was once a dolly bird back up singer in a band and was on TV, I hope to hell that Video tape has been completely destroyed, but I did look hot.

WTF....Writers that fuck-around

Posted by Olivia Giles on Sunday, June 27, 2021 Under: normal

Shit happens

Okay, lately its been drama, drama, drama, all around me. Other peoples drama, not mine. (I can't share that with you it belongs to others damn it , I loves a good gossip)
I don't get to have drama, I'm to busy in my garret (bedroom) knocking out my next masterpiece (playing scrabble on the computer).
By the time I am aware I am having a drama it has already passed me by and I'm like wait a minute, I'm sure something just happened...what happened?? shoot, missed it again.

Maybe its Matariki, maybe its the moon being in the seventh house, or maybe it's Jupiter halfway up Venus's butt but weird and mysterious things are going on out there in the universe.
I dunno what it is, but things are a-foot...

Morning Ritual

I don't do anything too woo-woo or out there but when I sit down to work I light a candle to invite the Muses in...they havn't turned up thus far but I live in hope.

This owl lamp used to sit outside my mums house and I loves it.

Then I play about six games of scrabble, the free one that's online to get the word juices flowing, I can kick this game arse on level 1, even though I think it cheats and when in trouble and pulls other languages, which looks a lot like Klingon, out of its butt especially when I start winning.

Then, with the help of my beautiful assistant, the lovely Princess fluffy butt puss puss meow meow, I get down to some work. This can be drawing, writing or general housework. The latter causes me a few issues with the OCD that I have have been dealing with for days without number, along with all my other quirks and foibles (insanity and anxiety)

The book

At the moment I am designing a book that hopefully I will be publishing as soon as it is edited etc. Here is the unedited version if you want to have a gander and yes I know it has a few typos, my brother, in his perfectionist ex-teacher-ish way, pointed them out *eye roll*
He also asked what age range is it aimed at. Well, it is aimed at me, and my age range is between 9 and 99 depending on what moment of the day it is.

Click this to see the book

The other book

I have a book called "A bag of Stones" which is a short story collection which I have been working on for 40 years...that sounds intense...but I wrote one of the stories 40 years ago...The rest of the stories are what I, and my editors consider my best works for the last 22 years. Do we disagree...hell yeah, but that's what editors do, save idiot writers from the hell that is their own egos. This is a maybe for the cover...
I dunno...