Mainly about computer things
I’ve been rather computer based this last day or so. I’m searching through the many replies I have had on People Per Hour, a site where freelancers can post their credentials for those looking for jobs to be done and where those looking for a designer (in this case) can put up what they are looking for and then see what they get in. I’ve had loads of replies for The Saddling cover designer already and shortlisted it to four, after only 24 hours. Being (usually) polite, I have written a pleasant rejection, with reasons, for those who are not suitable; many have sent in very corporate designs and covers, which are not suitable in style, while others have sent lots of covers, all very good and varied and, more importantly, creative. In a few more days, or when submissions dry up, I will have to decide. Meanwhile I’ve written pleasant holding letters to the four so far shortlisted.

While doing that, and realising I will have to come up with the ‘back blurb’ pretty smartish, I have also been marvelling at Facebook. Well, not marvelling so much but I do find myself staring at it in wonder from time to time. I notice, for example, that now it wishes me a good morning every day, for no apparent reason. Another thing that makes me laugh is when it shows up ‘people you may know’, and there’s a photo of cat, or a cartoon, or a baby. In other cases, there’s a person’s face and I look at them, and the name and think… Why? Why might I now this person? It happens that we have a mutual friend in common and that, apparently is enough for me to want to share the ins and outs of my daily life with them. It doesn’t matter that, to use Dickens, Our Mutual Friend, is a far-flung acquaintance of a school friend I’ve not seen for 35 years, lives in Dubai, and has nothing in common with me, other than they have linked up with some stray blast from the past.

Along with all that comes the way that (depending on how you use the dreaded Facebook) total strangers can invade your posts or comments. The number of times I’ve been told to ‘get over it’ recently, to do with Brexit of course. ‘You lost, deal with it.’ Yeah okay, so if you voted on something you felt strongly about and lost by the difference of 3% of the voters, on something that was only asking for your opinion that then got turned into the ‘will of the people’, you’d keep quiet and not continue to stand up for your principles? Fine, you do that. I won’t. ‘I say,’ said the leader of Poland in 1939, ‘Looks like someone’s taken over our country. Damned cheek! Not what I wanted but, hey ho! That’s how it goes, we’ll get over it.’

If you can’t stand by what you believe is right, then spend your life sitting down but don’t expect everyone to do the same.

But the reason I started mashing on about FB is that I decided to sort my posts out and, from now on, anything I share that is to do with Symi/Greece will go to the Symi Dream page. Anything I share about writing will go to the James Collins Author page and anything that’s to do with daft cats, people caught on video having accidents, politics, my personal outrage at Donut Rump, Nigel Führage, Terresa Mayday-Mayday-Mayday-CQD and those other dangerous clowns, will stay on my personal page (as long as I remember to do this). So, if, in Facebook, you only want to follow the me/Symi relationship, or the me/writing one, you don’t have to put up with my personal principals and views, unless you want to, in which case you are very welcome. And, when I say ‘you’ I mean sas as opposed to sou, vous as opposed to tu, or you as opposed to you.

While I have been chatting, I’ve had several more replies come in to my request for a book cover designer, so I best go and be nice to them and see what they have on offer. No such thing as a quiet winter here on Symi.

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Windy weather
(Some photos from Neil today.) At least that wind blew the rain away ahead of forecasted time. I did have to go up onto the upper roof during the afternoon and remove some old plastic chairs the landlord had tied down up there for some unknown reason. They had come a bit loose and were vibrating each time the wind howled from a certain direction up to force seven or eight. It was like a train coming through. The aircon unit was still vibrating at times, also a slightly unnerving sound, but there’s not much I can do about that. With all that thundering wind I didn’t feel or hear the earth tremor that we had during the night. But then, I was asleep.

Wednesday was cloudy and then brighter, colder but dry. The sterna, after checking it, is not as full as I thought it should have been, so I’ve left the tap open in case we get any more rain and I’ve dared do some washing in the hope that it will dry; we can always hang it in inside where we have to squeeze by it to get anywhere. Half the courtyard detritus has blown into the laundry where the door is always open so the cat has somewhere to go at night; he has a choice of two towel-lined halves of the cat box and one old post office box to lie in, and a pile of washing if he can get himself up onto the machine. Doubtful; he has trouble getting up onto the sofa these days, often having to take a run-up at it before he can scramble the west face of the three-seater before coming to land. Bless him.

Yesterday I put up a ‘work needed’ post on a reputable website where one can find designers for book covers and I await any replies I get. I just need to write and intro for the next book and it’s ‘done’, I think I said this yesterday. So now I can enjoy a few days off from inspiration to catch up on other things and take breaks from my desk – my back will love that, it’s been complaining a little recently. Later, we are popping out for tea. And after that, no plans for anything for the next few days, so I should be able to get some reading in, maybe some walking if the weather wakes up a bit. All the while I am telling myself to leave it alone: the last draft, I mean, not the weather. It takes a while to let a thing rest and put it out of your mind, but I will try.

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Home news, rain and books
Yippee! More free water in the sterna. Unfortunately, it’s too wet outside to use the washing machine and get things dry, so I’ll have to wait for this rain to pass before doing that. From my window, I can see the waves breaking on Nimos across the bay, the shutters are creaking on their hinges and will have to be closed later when I’ve finished work. The rest of the house shutters are closed (bar one) giving us a permanent night for day feeling like you see in old Hammer Horror films but in reverse. I was told that when they did their ‘day for night’ shooting they used to use blue filters over the camera lens, so they could shoot out in the wild woods of Transylvania (aka Buckinghamshire) no matter what time of day it was. Today, here on Symi, it’s all grey and a little bit windy, wet and, although it’s not cold, it’s certainly a day for staying in.

Which is unfortunate as I have to go shopping. We’re down to a couple of carrots and some dubious beans in the fridge. Although there are some frozen leftovers in the freezer, they are more dubious than the has-beans. So, after I have posted this ready for tomorrow (today), it’s on with the walking boots, my only waterproof footwear at the moment, and the overcoat and down to the supermarket for some supplies, chat and fun – as that’s what we always get when we go the supermarket. It’s the only place to hang out. I reckon if Sotiris put a coffee bar in there he’d be full up all day long.

The morning (Tuesday) started off well as I woke up to realise that I have, at last, finished the last draft of ‘The Saddling’, the next James Collins novel to be made ready for the printers. Nothing is ever finished though – I still worry about lyrics for shows I wrote 20 years ago and wonder where I put my copy so I can change the occasional world here and there – but it’s done for now. All I need to do now is wait for the editor to check the latest additions, send me any typos etc. change them, send it back unformatted and ready for setting, then work on the ‘front matter’ which will, for this novel, include an explanation of some of the dialect I have researched and used, and a glossary. Meanwhile, I am looking around for a freelance cover designer and the editor has sent me to a site where you can post jobs needed, or search for freelancers and see examples of their work, and where an hourly rate is stated or negotiated. I’ve found so many that look good I don’t know where to start. So, it’s not exactly finished, but it will rest there for now.

A few days off to catch up on housework and other things and then on to the next travel book, which is already in draft preparation. That should see me through to the summer unless any other ideas leap to mind and so it will soon be all go again. Just as we like it.

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A couple of thoughts only
Only a couple of thoughts today on a short blog, and some photos. I had some ideas of things to mention today but now they have gone out of my head. There was something to do with blue toothpaste… I bought one of those ‘buy one and get one free’ offers last week from the supermarket and it was a bit of a bargain. I can’t remember the name of it now, ‘Instant White’ (it never is), ‘Total Protection’ (ditto), ‘Tastes like chemicals’ (for sure), something like that, but the fun part is that it is totally blue. I mean, fluorescent, bright blue both going in and coming out. It’s like using paint to somehow make your teeth ‘instantly’ white. I assume it’s quite harmless but it does look a bit nuclear.

In other close-to-home news, we have now arranged for our civil partnership to be ‘done’ at the Symi notary office in September. As far as I know, it will be the first one to be done here. That’s another thing crossed off the to-do list. Now it’s on to the guest list. Trouble with that is, there are so many people we would like to invite and not enough room on the boat to ship them all, so please don’t be offended if you don’t get an invite. There’s plenty of time still to get things arranged so we’re in no hurry.

That’s it from me today. I am so near to finishing draft six of ‘The Saddling’ that I want to get on. Once that’s done, I can start looking around for a cover designer – if anyone is interested or knows of anyone, let me know… So, I’ll leave you with some photos and get on with some work.

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Symi weekend, plus frog
Highlights of the weekend? Frog, furniture and fun.
Let’s take that in order. Firstly, frogs. One frog, actually. He/she (I can’t tell the difference) was hopping about on the road right outside the house as we popped out to feed the strays and take the rubbish to the bins. Gave me a start, I didn’t expect that ‘rock’ to suddenly move like that. I have no idea where he/she lives, but we made sure it was in no danger from the road. The gender unspecific thing found its way into the grass and weeds beside the road where it was, hopefully safe. Of course, I didn’t have my camera on me at the time and it was dark anyway, so it wouldn’t have made for a good shot.

We were on our way for a bite to eat at the taverna, being too lazy to do anything at home. We’d spent some hours in Yialos on Friday, Neil went to get his form witnessed by the solicitor and I went to collect something from the post office. We just missed a taxi for the journey home but luckily we were offered a lift (thank you ladies!) which was a boon as I was coming down with one of those unidentifiable bugs/head cold/brain-debilitating/flu things that, luckily, had blown itself out by Sunday. The taverna was its usual winter self, warm and welcoming and ‘What you want?’ ‘What you got?’ ‘What? You say what you want? Saganaki, meatballs, salads, chicken, bean soup…’ ‘I’ll stop you there.’ So, we had bean soup (gigantes in sauce, lovely), Neil had chicken and we shared a saganaki cheese. (The ‘saganaki’ refers to the frying pan method of cooking, rather than the cheese because you can also have saganaki prawns and other things, but I expect you knew that.) After that, it was home for half of ‘Miss Saigon’ in a 25^th anniversary production I had not seen before, the other half will probably be watched tonight.

Saturday was about moving furniture, or the overseeing of, as we were helping the godboys move house. We were all wearing our Fitbits and reached our daily targets with ease, though my last few hundred steps were achieved while sitting on the sofa later watching a film; don’t ask me how. So, that was the furniture. The ‘fun’ part of the weekend started after work on Friday morning and, so far, has lasted until Sunday morning (when I am getting this post together). I was up only half an hour after the usual time to make the most of a free day to work on the book. I just heard the army men down in Yialos singing a section of the National Anthem as they salute the flag at the war memorial, as they do every week. It’s a very lusty, throaty rendition and serves to remind me that national service can be a success for country, community and, in particular, teenagers who might otherwise never learn how responsibility is meant to work.

And so, as usual on a Sunday/Monday post I look at the diary (a piece of paper at the moment as I haven’t got a diary as yet) and see what the week holds in store. A couple of social engagements later in the week, but otherwise… It looks to be a quiet week ahead with the weather set for wet and windy for a couple of days but otherwise, clear and cool with the wind from the north and the temperature dipping right down to ‘very cold’ at the end of the week, I mean around five degrees; cold for us. Best check out the thermals situation and make sure they are ready to go.

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