I’ve been listening to the radio a lot recently and was listening to a serial of E.M. Forster’s Room With a View. It got to the bit about skinny dipping and I had the urge to read the book again.
It’s been a gentle joy to read it again, just the right sort of thing to get me back into reading.
No creative writing yet. I’m still bogged down with all sorts of business letters which are driving me mad. Not all companies seem to know what they are doing; some get things wrong like the company who changed a joint membership into an individual membership. I may not have noticed except they got my name wrong. While I was talking on the phone, I realised that joint to individual should mean a refund of some kind. The person on the end of the phone didn’t know and made it obvious she didn’t care. It took three requests by me to get her to transfer me. I ended up sounding like my first headmistress at high school! Eeek! But it worked. And yes, I am entitled to a refund. Other companies send out standard letters even though they have been informed of Dez’s passing which strikes me as callous and inhuman. They also come in for the headmistress treatment.
The postman has been bringing more letters each day than I can deal with in a day but today, there was only one bill and a few adverts. Fingers crossed that continues and I may get to the end of this surreal paperchase before long.
Hope you are all continuing to write and making progress with your WiPs. Thinking of you all