Wet and Wild, Debbie’s been busy

Lordy, that almost sounds like the name of a cheap porn movie, doesn’t it?

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The reality is somewhat less entertaining. Cyclone Debbie has been busy making mischief in Australia and now New Zealand. Apparently, thanks to climate change, we can expect more of these extreme weather events, floods, etc. Too many lives are lost unnecessarily in these things, and the cost of recovery afterwards is high. It’s well past time the oil industry lost its grip on the governments of this world. Surely it would be cheaper to quickly transition to cleaner, greener sustainable energy, than to continue mopping up after Debbie, or Alice or whoever the next wet, windy weather-trollop is that leaves us in the drink?

Anyway, on to less depressing topics. I am almost ready to publish the last book in  The Chameleon Shop trilogy. It has been an exciting journey with Kaylee and her friends, and I’m rather pleased with the final result. Hopefully the children, (and their Mums or Dads, who have also enjoyed reading books 1 and 2 to their young ones)  will be satisfied with the exciting climax of the series. That should be up on Amazon (and other outlets) by the end of April this year.

The second book in my adult  (Lost Land series), Avenge My Chief  is coming along nicely. The novel is with my editor and a new cover page is at the design stage. I will keep you posted on when that is due for publication, hopefully later this year.

There will be a final book in the Lost Land trilogy, titled The Last Haven, but I am still busy writing that one.

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Apart from writing and publishing, I have been busy with my family. We had a lovely time at Hobbiton, in Matamata. I’m a HUGE Lord of the Rings fan and wanted to visit since the movies came out.

My mini-mes keep me on my toes in between writing and study. I have returned to Massey University to finish an Environmental Science degree. Water is life, and our waterways need some serious help.

So, busy, busy but happily moving along in several directions at once, like a hot lava flow from a rather vigorous volcano!

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Image via Flickr Creative Commons courtesy of Maxwell Hamilton.

Until next blog, stay safe, stay warm, (or cool if you’re in the Northern hemisphere) and keep reading!

Oh and please, if you enjoy a good book, feel free to share the love, and let others know about it by leaving a brief, honest review. (Goodreads or Amazon are good places for those).

 

 

Only 10 years left? Surely not…

Musings from my notebook, while sitting in a cafe in Feilding, contemplating life…

A blank page. Why is it so hard to start?

I read online this morning that a fairly credible scientist somewhere predicts we humans have at most, ten years left on this planet before we cause our own extinction. Climate change, wild weather patterns, environmental destruction, disappearing potable water resources, overpopulation etc, etc, the depressing list goes on and on.

You would think those reasons would give me some urgency to fill up this notebook … but, I find it all a bit hard to swallow. I’m pinning my hopes on the dream that not only do we have the collective intelligence and technology, but the self-preserving passion to prevent our final performance from becoming the tragedy that scientist predicts.

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Hell – ten years! I will finally have my youngest child almost independent and be ready to actually start doing the things ‘I have always wanted to do’ in ten years time. So I will be damned if I’m going to believe that the big ole Bar Manager in the sky is going to call ‘Closing Time’ on me when I’m just warming up to party!

My life thus far has been a continual process of surviving, just getting through the next day, next week, next year. Making plans, goals, dreams to motivate myself to hang in there when times are tough. To keep hoping when the nights are lonely. To believe and have faith that if I work hard and treat people nicely, one day, karma will be good to me, or at the very least cut me a little slack  and give me a turn at happiness.

But I cannot control what others do in the world. I cannot alleviate all the bad they do to this world and its creatures – no matter how hard I try. Even up-skilling and educating myself more in Politics hasn’t helped a lot. I’m just a tiny bee trying to sting our corrupt leaders in the butt. But to be effective – I know we need the whole swarm to sting them along side me, and sadly most of the swarm of humanity is so damn busy getting jolly off their own royal jelly they either don’t care what the future holds, or don’t want to know.

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So I continue to write my books, to love my kids (even when they’re a bit of a pain, then I just love my wine a little more). I try to find reasons to laugh in life. I try to see the good that some humans are still capable of when disaster strikes, as it has recently with the 7.8 earthquake which decimated Kaikoura and other parts of New Zealand.

What keeps me going is my dreams. To live a simple, peaceful, responsible, happy, stress-free life in the country with those I love nearby, and to enjoy good food and a laugh now and then.

It’s not that much to expect from life, is it?

Time is precious. It cannot be bought. Don’t waste it, but don’t give up on enjoying it either. If you don’t hear from me again before December 25th, Merry Christmas to you all. Stay safe and find a little pearl of happiness where ever you can. xox

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