Spidey’s Serene Sunday #426 – Am Proofing

“Read obsessively. Write furiously. Edit carefully.”

Sissy Gavrilaki

A bit of a continuing editing theme this week, Spidey!.

So I finished my copy edits last week. And was sent the e-arc file to peruse on Saturday.

The whole day was filled with reading and skimming it to ensure it looked as it should.

Having already learned how to format on Vellum when I originally self-published Marruiage Unarranged, I know it can be simple in some ways, but certain things can be a real trouble to get set!

So I’ve done my bit so far and sent back the report of what is looking great and what isn’t sitting well and a couple of omissions or typos… (as far as I could see!)

One step closer to that proper book!

It feels like no matter how many times you read a manuscript or how many eyes pass over it, there is always something that gets missed!

So, Peeps, what would you do if you read a book and found errors? Would you contact the author or leave a bad review? 😊

#SoCS May.06, 2023 – Songs Of Our Youth

Linda’s SoCS prompt…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a song from your childhood.” Think of a song from your childhood and just write. Have fun!

Oh, there are so many songs from my childhood, ranging from Western to Bhangra, Kenyan to Bollywood, that I could pick… Which one?, is the question!

I’m choosing Pass the Dutchie by Musical Youth.

When this song came out, it was around my seventh birthday.

The tune was infectious, and it was playing on the radio all the time, as well as on Top of the Pops!

I loved it.

Some unfamiliar words in the lyrics, that were English, but with Jamaican patois sprinkled within, meant we didn’t always know what we were singing, but we sang along, anyway!

I was so excited to find the lyrics printed in a copy of The Sun, (don’t judge! Pops always got it for the Sun Bingo numbers!) one morning, that I cut them out, and tried to memorise them!

It’s still a bit ambiguous an out what a dutchie actually referenced, though.

A ‘dutchie’ is a Jamaican cooking pot, but the original lyrics passed a ‘kutchie’ around, which is a pot that holds cannabis.😳

I guess it would have been immoral to have a band comprising of children singing about weed…

Still, I love that song. They even performed it live last summer at the Comonwealth Games in Birmingham!

Enjoy!

One-Liner Wednesday – Tea, Please!

“Sometimes I wish I was grown up enough to enjoy coffee, then I remember I hate the taste!”

Ritu Bhathal
 

For Linda’s #1LinerWeds Challenge

Tell Me How THis Ends by @JoLeevers  #BlogTour #BookReview @fmcmassociates

Today I am bringing you a beautiful story written by Jo Leevers, Tell Me How This Ends.

The Blurb

Can Henrietta find out what happened to Annie’s sister—before it’s too late?

Haunted by the past, Henrietta throws herself into a new job transcribing other people’s life stories, vowing to stick to the facts and keep emotions at arm’s length. But when she meets the eccentric and terminally ill Annie, she finds herself inextricably drawn in. And when Annie reveals that her sister drowned in unexplained circumstances in 1974, Henrietta’s methodical mind can’t help following the story’s loose ends…

Unlike Henrietta, Annie is brimming with confidence—but even she has limits when it comes to opening up. Ever since that terrible night when her sister left a pile of clothes beside the canal and vanished, Annie has been afraid to look too closely into the murky depths of her memories. When her attempts to glide over the past come up against Henrietta’s determination to fill in the gaps, both women find themselves confronting truths they’d thought were buried forever—especially when Henrietta’s digging unearths a surprising emotional connection between them.

Could unlocking Annie’s story help Henrietta rewrite the most devastating passages in her own life? And, in return, can she offer Annie a final twist in the tale, before it’s too late?

My Review

Tell Me How This Ends by Jo Leevers
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A book I found I wanted to get back to as soon as I was able, every time, I had to put it down.
Henrietta is a woman with a quirky personality. She sees things in very specific ways. When she get a job at a centre for the terminally ill, helping them to write their life stories, I wondered how she would cope with the sensitive nature of the job.
And there were a few hiccups.
But she meets her first candidate, Annie, and how the story unfolds, and their relationship develops is beautiful.
It is not straightforward at all, though.
Annie has secrets. She has also suffered heartache through family situations and in her marriage. But Henrietta has her own skeletons, too.
Some sensitive issues are dealt with throughout the book, and the story is told in an engaging manner.
It’s a centre for the terminally ill. There will be sadness, but there are spots of brightness which make the read so worthwhile.

About the Author

Jo Leevers grew up in London and has spent most of her career working on
magazines, most recently writing features about homes and interiors for
leading newspapers and magazines. This means she gets to visit people
around the country and ask them about all the things in their homes.
Some might call this a licence to be nosey…
Tell Me How This Ends is her debut. Whether writing fiction or interviewing
people for articles, she is fascinated by the life stories that we all carry
with us. She has two grown-up children and lives with her husband and
their wayward dog, Lottie, in Bristol.

Chai And A Chat #235 #ChaiAndAChat

Good morning, Peeps! It’s the early May Bank Holiday here in the UK, I have a chilled start to the day, and can leisurely enjoy my drink, for a change, as we recap on the week!

Have you got your drink ready?

  • If we were having chai, I’d start by telling you about school. We have had more kids sin, this week, but still a few absences. It seems conjunctivitis is a new thing to spread around, at the moment. We had two evenings of Parents Evenings on Monday and Tuesday. The last one for the year, where we talk to the parents about where their children are, and what to expect on their reports at the end of the academic year. I attended the Monday one, which was from 4-7 pm, so pretty long, but it went well, even though several parents didn’t turn up, so I could have gone by 6.30 pm, had they let us know! Still, all was well. Lil Princess had an appointment on the next day so I was unable to attend the whole evening, but, luckily, I share the classes with other teachers so we could cover ourselves, at least! The rest of the week went well. The children are enjoying the growth topic we are focussing on this week, and their progress in all areas is becoming more and more evident. We also had the annual class photos, as well as small individual pictures down, which will go onto each child’s reports. We were expecting carnage, with children everywhere, but it went on like a well-oiled machine! Phew!
  • If we were having chai, I’d tell you that I got my edits back from my editor on Saturday. There is only a month to go, exactly until publication day, and I was a little panicked since we have a packed rest of the term, and if there was anything major to change, I wouldn’t have time, but thankfully, all the feedback from my early readers, and beta readers, as well as the sensitivity reader, meant that structurally, and developmentally there were no big shocks. In fact, she loved it… phew! There were a couple of name mix-ups and sentences which didn’t read right to her, so I changed things up where necessary, corrected the silly spelling errors and continuity ones, and sent them back! Fingers crossed there is nothing more to do!
  • If we were having chai, I’d say that the editing prompted my Writer’s Prayer to make another appearance, too!
  • If we were having chai, I’d tell you that I continued to read over the week and weekend, as usual, and seeing as the weather was so lovely, I managed a cuppa, and panettone and read in the conservatory on Saturday!
  • If we were having chai, I’d mention that after what feels like an age, we went to the gurdwara for a function. I felt so at peace while sitting there, listening to the priest reading the prayers, and then singing the hymns. Makes me miss living closer to it, sometimes…
  • If we were having chai, I would update you on Sonu Singh. He’s been enjoying more company during the week since Lil Princess was home due to a teacher strike, and Hubby Dearest had more work-from-home days. He also enjoyed the sun in the conservatory, over the weekend, with me!

This week, as I mentioned, earlier, we have a four-day working week, as it is the Bank Holiday, today. There is another strike for some teachers so both my kids are off again on Tuesday. We have the build-up to the Coronation, as well, which takes place on Saturday 6th May, followed by another extra Bank holiday! What fun!

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