I am super excited to bravely hand over my very first manuscript to my Editor. My Editor has read the manuscript and is now starting work on the editing stage.
It was amazing to discuss the story with her. She is the only other person on this planet that has read the contents of my first book. At first I was nervous to hear her thoughts, she can relate to the story and found it very interesting to read my perspective.
I patiently await her edits and each edit I can manually agree or disagree to, who knew editing a book could be so much fun.
We are still to decide the exact title. I have hundreds of ideas but none that are a definite yet.
I could have and almost did cry earlier thinking what an earth have I done taking on board a puppy with a senior Labrador. I have had five sleepless nights, trying to juggle a baby and a senior with completely different needs is more difficult than I could have ever imagined. Especially because I am literally on my own. I live in the middle of nowhere, family don’t drive and I am too proud to ask for help so I have battled on through the last 5 days completely single handedly.
It may have been easier had I not received a puppy with a tick in his ear bless him. I took Bodhi who is only 8 weeks old to the vets. The vet removed the tick no problem but now inside his ear looks to be a problem and is irritating him which will need another trip to the vets.
The vet prescribed a flea and tick treatment (after me asking is it completely safe and you have had no problems with this medication) that made him violently sick and gave him diarrhoea and I have been so worried about him having no food in his new tiny belly. I have fed him scrambled egg, roasted a chicken and boiled rice to try help his poorly tummy recover and to get this terrible Bravecto vet recommended tablet out of his system.
My senior labs aching joints are getting much worse. I looked at them both today thinking I may be making a trip for two labradors to the vets. I usually gloss over tough times but thought “no” I am now saying the truth, warts and all.
We have just had a moment, my senior lab Flint jumped up off his bed in pain and came to me for reassurance. Bodhi my puppy was fast asleep and he came running over and just laid by Flint’s side so softy, so gently, he knew. It was a moment that is bringing tears to my eyes typing. I knew what I wanted to happen when taking on another dog and that moment said it all. Thankfully it was reassurance to me more than them that I had made the right decision and that my new puppy already loved my senior lab Flint as much as I did.
Dogs are gifts from heaven. I feel so thankful, so tired but most of all, so grateful that I did make the right decision and my two dogs need each other now, even more than I need them.
I wish to thank Ember the Fox Red Labrador for gifting me with my puppy and also to thank Edenshot Labradors for making all of this possible. Ember is such a great mum and now she will be glad to not have 8 puppies hanging off her feeding!
I am finding my awakened writing journey, one of the most amazing discoveries. I have realised I have always written to get my emotions on the page. I have journalled throughout key times in my life but had never given one moments thought as to why I was truely doing it, I just did it.
My decision to write a book came from many years of people hearing my life stories and saying “you ought to write a book” but I knew this was a pipe dream of mine. One that would never come to fruition.
One day the universe sent me a sign that I should write a book and that day was just a normal day, well not completely normal, I was learning reiki energy healing on that day, but none-the-less, nothing out of the ordinary in the grand scheme of Sarah’s crazy life.
Never ever did I realise the journey I would begin on my writing journey! The problem with me, well it is not a problem, perhaps a blessing, I have to give 150% to anything I do…. so I have started signing up to anything to do with writing. I have attended writing events, workshops, courses, and the speaker would refer to the audience as “authors”. I smirked to myself but grew to like this title…. author, yes, why not!
I am in the majority in the saboteur thinking pattern, “but I am not an author, who will buy my book?” but the further I travel down the writing rabbit hole the more confident I become that most that decide on these courses to write a book, have no clue where to start. I am confused. My problem is I do not know when to stop!
I have so much to say but fear I have no writing skills to write a book. Admittedly I did very well at school in English but I am no editor and would not have a clue how to make a book flow. I certainly have the content, far too much content!
I am excited by this new passion and I am throughly enjoying getting my thoughts out of my head. I truely hope you enjoy reading what I write. Any advise on finding a good editor would be most appreciated.
Ok so I am shiny brand new to this blogging world and I have just laughed at my stupidity and wished to share with you incase you too may make the same mistake. If you hear how silly I have been you may not make the same mistake. I have been adding tags with a hashtag infront of the text and could not work out why when published they had two hashtags! Durrr! Now I realise you don’t need to type a hashtag it adds it automatically, fancy that?! 🙈
I shall now spend my friday night deleting hashtags! 🥂
I did wonder why I had zero followers, I thought it may be down to my poor writing skills. 🙊
I was a very successful Graphic Design Manager working for a large corporation. I had the most amazing opportunities to which I shall be eternally grateful. One day I woke up and realised there was more to life than suits and standing in a lift where nobody talks to one another, where everyone moans about the weather, where everyone spends their days planning their next holiday and not living for the moment, making excuses as to why they won’t change their ways. They are the people that will wake up when it’s too late to travel because they have aches and pains and hip replacements.
I decided that wasn’t for me so after researching for quite some time, wanted to backpack around Australia but somehow decided to work on a cruise ship for 8 months! And so I did! Cruise ships don’t need graphic designers so I had to think of another job that I could do. Spa Receptionist was my title! I soon became Spa Assistant Manager and had the time of my life. Free spa treatments, travelling the world, free food and accommodation, my own designated cabin steward to change my sheets and clean my cabin and wash my uniform.
I kept a daily journal of my unbelievable eight months onboard The Grand Princess cruise ship which I shall share with you.
This all happened before I decided to backpack around the world for 330 days. Another story I shall share with you but I am struggling with where to begin. I thank you for your patience as I enter the blogging world.
One thing I am thoroughly enjoying in this process is digging out all my journals and looking through all my photos and I am excited to relive those moments with you. My MacBook Pro does not have a dvd drive so I have had to buy an external optical drive to view and upload my dvd data, but if you are like me, visuals are important so I needed to be able to show you the photos too.
When I arrived at Edenshot Labradors amazing plot, Angela was already outside with all eight puppies. One came running over to me and started chewing my shoes. (it had a yellow collar) I had forgotten how sharp their little teeth are. Then one came over and started biting the back of my ankle. Note to self, I should have worn my muck boots! I thought perhaps yellow collar may be the one because he ran up to me first. I kept a good eye on him.
Angela put the females back in their stable bed and between the two of us we carried two pups each into the house out of the rain. They were given treats and I knelt on the floor with them, trying to get a sign that one was to be mine. Geoff recommended interacting and playing with them, I did and yellow collar and purple collar came and sat on my knee playing. I tapped my chest and gestured for one to come closer and purple collar was determined to get the closest to me. I then thought perhaps purple collar was to be mine. Angela told me at that point that it was purple collar that had pooped on me when I first met them.
I knew it was a choice between purple and yellow collar but which one? Angela gave them a raw bone from the butchers and purple collar bounded into the group of puppies, grabbed it and tottled off with this huge bone all to himself under the table. None of the others tried to take it back from him. I knew this was to be my puppy. He made me laugh. He was confident and mischievous.
He comes to his new home in a few weeks. 🤗 Wish me luck! Do you think he looks mischievous or like an angel?! Maybe he will be like me! 😇
Taking a year out of the rat race and deciding to travel the world and tick some items off the bucket list was one of the best decisions I have ever made.
After travelling to 15 different countries in 330 days and writing a daily diary of the Upson Downs of my Travel Adventures, I would like to share my experiences with you in the hope that it may encourage you to do the same… Life changing.