Monday, 2 February 2009

Snowstorm in my Head

Like much of the UK, we’ve woken up to white skies, white rooftops, white trees, white roads. Like probably half the UK, the smallest and I are too hot, too cold, nested in among tissues and blankets, Linctus and books. Muffled inside our own heads.

Probably shouldn’t be blogging. Don’t really know why I’m blogging.

Except.

The snow is lying so thickly and falling (still falling!) so beautifully and that is such a novelty here. Heart-lifting, dizzying. We love it, we want to be out in it – but we’re sick (the cat, meanwhile watches at the window, with flattened ears and risen hackles; he’s disgusted - wants the flutter of real feathers, not this).

My mind is whirling quietly too. There is so much to think about right now.

There are the happy, interesting book things coming up – the p/b launch this week of Caroline Smailes’ fabulous ‘Black Boxes’. And at some point too, I’m interviewing Catherine Eisner about her intriguing ‘Sister Morphine’ for Salt’s Cyclone tour.

And there is my own writing - I’m in the final third of novel 3, preoccupied by ideas of motherhood and loss and gleaming water, and all the different ways there are of being haunted . . .

Then there are the big issues, the possibly life-changing ones - jobs, home, children.
Spinning thoughts like TV static. Exciting, frightening. Yet somehow so absorbing I almost feel detached, disassociated. It doesn't quite make sense, not yet, I know.

But bugger it. Later on, I think, my smallest and I will bundle up despite our colds. We’ll go outside and play.

14 comments:

Caroline said...

Images of snowglobes are dancing around inside my head. Get better soon honey and wrap up warm x

jimdempsey said...

Sounds like interesting, if a little snottery, times. Hope it all works out (sure it will) and get well soon.

Megan said...

Thank you lots, Caroline and Jim. Very appreciated ( :
Hope you're good, hope you're warm.
We are wrapped up, we are snotty, we built a snowman - who has since been smothered. Now, even the TV next door dumped in their front garden looks lovely and mysterious.
Things (mitten-wrapped fingers crossed) will be fine.

annie clarkson said...

Hmm, the snow has been such a novelty, wonderful, like being in our own enormous snow globe...

The cold sounds rotten, but being cosy sounds great...

You've got so much coming up, it all sounds really exciting, and hopefully sometime this year, we meet get to meet?

Megan said...

Cheers Annie - and it would be brilliant to meet up. Whenever I make it up to Manchester next, I'll let you know

Kate Lord Brown said...

Get well soon Megan - looking at a blizzard through the window here too! x

Megan said...

Thank you Kate, you keep wrapped up too
xx

watching9987 said...

Right, that's it. I MUST MUST buy your book.

Anyone who can conjure such haunting images whilst full of snot (sorry) needs to be read...

Now... Where's me credit card?

Get well soon

Sorcerer said...

wow! that was a good read.

thanks for the nice post :)

Megan said...

Thank you Sorcerer (and welcome) - very kind of you to comment on my ramblings!

Cheers Nik too, perhaps I should blog while feverish more often??

(-;

DJ Kirkby said...

Whew, my mind is whirling after reading this post. I think you need to break it up into several sections and expand on them all! Now, please. xo

Megan said...

Ooh, Denyse - I wouldn't inflict that on you (but glad i made your head whirl (-;)
m xx

Jon M said...

Blimey, lots to think about there!!!! Hope you're feeling better now.

Megan said...

Cheers Jon - all better now thank you sir