This post is normally dedicated to the Round of Words in 80 Days (ROW80) but the last few days have been quite busy and I want to expand the post to encompass a few topics, not the least of which is the Burn’s Night Supper. I think that’s allowable.
As far as writing is concerned, I have managed to bring my word count up to and over 40,000. I’m now at 40,608. I can’t remember how many words I wrote on Wednesday night but I do recall that it brought me up to exactly 40,000 words. Then Thursday I tacked on the extra 600. I’d guess, in total, that was about 1300 words. I have discovered that any kind of writing, even on my blog, on Friday and Saturday nights probably won’t happen. I won’t bother changing my agenda because there may be some weekends when writing is a possibility and I always like to share photographs, particularly once spring arrives.
WordPress brought it to my attention today that I’ve been with them for exactly 6 years! It’s hard to imagine I’ve been pumping out posts for that long – actually longer because I was on Blogger before that but probably only less than a year. Interestingly, I still enjoy blogging as much as I did all those years ago, maybe even more now. Things have changed somewhat but just subtle changes. There are so many more blogs now, and types of blogs, readers are spread more thinly so they usually spend less time reading. Short, concise posts are usually the ones that get the most attention. I’ve never written here to be popular only for the interaction and the joy of writing. So on I go writing what’s on my mind, short or long…maybe for another 6 years.
My biggest distraction away from writing this weekend was the annual Burn’s Night Supper. I have Scottish heritage and I enjoy celebrating the birthday of the Scottish bard, Robert Burns. A friend of mine, who is also a neighbour, has become by Burn’s Night buddy. We, and our families, have been celebrating together for a few years now. Just living up the street makes it easy to split up the duties for the meal and run back and forth between houses with whatever supplies are needed. This year we asked another couple to join us as well and, to our delight, he showed up in full regalia…and brought a wonderful bottle of Glen Garioch Scotch! Together, he and I “piped in” the haggis to Scotland the Brave, I read the Ode to a Haggis and used his Sgian Dubh (knife) to stab and cut the haggis at the appropriate moment.
There were 11 of us all crowded into my townhouse and we all ate and drank merrily. It was a wonderful evening and I’m already looking forward to next year. 🙂 Happy Burns Day!
Now, no more excuses…back to writing. Until next time…all the best for the coming week.