There have been a lot of photos this week and not so many words, apart from one post. That’s because I’ve been typing way on a new novel. As it’s Saturday, here are some more random photos to keep you going through the weekend. Have a good one!
Neil did return from Rhodes as expected, so there was no ‘Fill and fall’ about it. (See the post from the other day.) After a light supper at the taverna, we returned home to sit on the balcony and watch the boats coming and going in the dark harbour. I spent Thursday at my desk as usual and banged out a few more words for the next book.
It might not actually be the next book to come out. I have a novella nearly ready to go and also the ‘Symi, Stuff & Nonsense’ travel story book to bring out first. That’s been in the making for a while now. It will include some pieces of a diary I kept when we moved here, a few other observations about life here, plus a set of stories of previous travels to other parts of the world; a kind of autobiography of travel adventures. The trouble is, the longer I leave the first draft sitting there waiting for attention, the more things happen that could be added in. The trip to Cyprus for example, and the making of the film. I’ll check the word count and decide if those should go in or if I have enough to make a decently sized read already.’
Meanwhile, it’s back to this other first draft and getting it out of my system. I’ve been a bit busy since giving up work at the bar, but now I have the time for a few hours a day, it’s easy to get these things written. What takes the time is the rewriting, the editing and the laying out. Meanwhile, I’m missing the beach (not a great beach fan anyway) and swimming (not a great swimming fan) and the morning walks and exercise (not a great… you get the picture). But still, at least I have some photos from ‘out there’ to show you over the next few days. And so, back to the keyboard…
A walk down to Yialos, a visit to the post office, the bank, the pharmacy, all the things you can’t do in the village, that was Tuesday. We also stopped for lunch at Meraklis and watched the day-trippers pass by. Crab salad and gigantes for me, fish and potatoes for Neil. A ride up the hill to work for one, and to play the piano for another, and then a couple of hours in the square chatting to first-time visitors. That was the rest of Tuesday. Apart from sitting on the balcony watching the nearly full moon come up over the hill. (Not as good a shot as yours, Steve, but the best I could do.)
Wednesday, and Neil set off to Rhodes on the very prompt Blue Star ferry while I set about some work at home. The day boats came and went, and the fan stayed on me at the desk all morning. A typical day for me, up to lunchtime at least – which is when I am writing this.
There’s no other great news to impart, not that I am aware of, so I’ll give you some photos from Tuesday to browse and let you get on.
Well, by the time this gets posted it will be yesterday’s news, but isn’t everything? Reminds me of an old joke: Knock-knock. Who’s there? Kylie. Kylie who? That’s show-biz! A bit unfair to Kylie, but you can change the name to anyone, and that was how it was first told to me. Anyway… Along with some more photos of St George’s beach, as promised, here is today’s news from me.
I have been told that the official Greek premiere of ‘The 13th‘, which will be held on Symi, is now to be on the official opening day of the Symi Festival 2017, on Monday 24th July. Still up in Horio at the sports hall complex. There should be announcements and a programme before long to concrete that date and possibly time. I say ‘possibly’ because the festival events are usually subject to a bit of leeway when it comes to venue and time. They usually start at 9 pm, and an announcement during the day lets everyone know where they are to be. Last I heard, the screening will be the sports complex, and I guess at nine at night.
Also in ‘The 13th‘ news… (Backers will be receiving an update about this and other things in due course)… It has picked up some monthly awards at the Calcutta International Film Festival: Outstanding Achievement in the Horror category, Outstanding Achievement in Cinematography, Best Editing for Daniel Webb, Best Sound Design and Best Supporting Actress for Wookie Mayer – who has a house on Symi. It will now compete for the ‘Golden Fox’ award at the festival’s climax in October. Each month leading up to that event the festival gives out awards, and the winners of those then compete for the top place in each category. So we could be up against 12 others in each category. But still… It means that now ‘The 13th‘ has 13 festival/awards laurels, and there may be more to come. It has been entered in over 50 festivals, and so far the company (1066 Productions) has only heard back from a few, Calcutta being the latest one.
In home news, Neil is off to Rhodes this morning for some shopping and things, and I have just commissioned a new cover for ‘Remotely’. This is because I am working on a series of ‘Miss P shorts’ and need a cover design that can be adapted for each one as they come out. Something which immediately says, ‘This is a Miss P story.’ My designer, Diogo in Portugal, hopes to get some mock-ups back to me by the end of the week. The first short in the series, ‘Honestly’ is being proofed, and I hope to have it set and ready in a month or so.
Meanwhile, I am beavering away on ‘The Witchling’ again after taking a rest break over the weekend. I am up to 50,000 words now, and about halfway through the first draft. As per a few requests, I’m now going to have a dip into my Dictionary of Kentish Dialect for you. Just a couple at random, and I can’t remember what I’ve already told you, so apologies for any repeats.
I am 54, so on page 54 we have:
Feetens. Footmarks, or footprints, makes sense to me.
Fenny. Let’s hope your cheese is not fenny, it means mouldy or dirty.
To fickle: To put something, like an idea, into someone’s head – in a rather bad way. ‘He fickled me the thought.’ Or rather, ‘’E fickled the thought a me.’
Fild – or Feld – or Fill. I have used Feld in The Saddling and The Witchling, it’s a word for a field. So, if you read it there, it is not a typo! (Unlike many words you rad on this blog. (See what I did there?))
And my favourite of the day, an expression used as to any person or anything lost: Fill-Nor-Fall. If you paid attention, you will now (and again) that a fill is a field, but a fall is a portion of underwood ready to fell. The expression would be used as in, ‘Neil went a Rhodes Wednesday, and I ain’t ’eard neither fill-nor-fall of ’im.’ Hopefully not the case.
If you want to see some of these words in action, head over to ‘The Saddling’ and treat yourself to a good, mysterious read.
Before we get there, I just have to point out one of yesterday’s errors, on my part. I said the film showing in the festival would be at the sports centre in Yialos. There isn’t one, so it will be at the sports centre in Horio, which is what I meant to say. Thank you to my secretarial services for pointing that out.
Anyway, Neil was invited on a birthday trip at the weekend, as I was I. Sadly I was unable to go, so he took the photos you see today. The Poseidon took the party out to St George, one of Symi’s famous beaches. This one is only accessible by sea unless you abseil down the rocks, or base jump from the top, which has been known. I would advise the sea route just as the characters in ‘The Guns Of Navarone’ did when they came ashore at ‘Navarone.’ Some of the film was shot at St George’s beach, Symi, and other parts in Rhodes, and probably other places.
Yiannis Poseidon does take private charters for evening parties if you are interested in organising one. Just go and chat with him in Yialos (not Horio) of an evening or early morning before he takes the boat out for his usual daily excursions around the island. I can’t tell you too much about the St George trip for a birthday party as I wasn’t there, but some of Neil’s photos below will give you can idea of what it’s like there in the evening. I hope no-one minds me showing their image on the blog. As usual, if you do, let me know, and I will take the photo down. (There are more to come another day.)
