Something is mis…g

living
in the moment
doesn’t stop the
days
the weeks
and months
passing
in
intolerable
tedium, and
although
many
moments
are. punctuated. with.
funny, interesting company
a sudden explosion of laughter
a potent, powerful poem
a delectable dinner
my Oxfam job
or blogging
I wish
I didn’t feel as if
something is mis…g

©Jane Paterson Basil

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38 thoughts on “Something is mis…g

    1. Thank you Judy. I can see it taking shape, and it’s almost within my reach, I’m working my way towards it, but first I have to finish polishing up my manuscript, but there is usually so much chaos and chattering around me that ist’s hard to concentrate, but I will get there…

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    1. Thank you Ellie!
      I love the name of your blog – that’s a good start. When I first started with WordPress, just over a year ago, I knew nothing about blogging, and I didn’t think very hard about the title – now I feel it’s too late to change it…

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    1. That’s brilliant! I’d like to say it was a hidden clue, but I didn’t even notice! You have saved me from eternal boredom. I’m off now to commit a sin – that is, assuming hot chocolate is sinful. I’m not sure, because I recently switched from full-cream milk to almond milk, (it’s delicious) and that sounds just a little healthy…

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  1. Always liked the name of your blog – smart and shows your intentions for it.
    And yes, I guess there’s always something missing. It’s the human condition. It’s what makes us want to learn new things, discover new places – make new friends.

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    1. And, ofcourse, these days we have the leisure to worry about what isn’t right in our lives. In the past, except for the ruling classes, people were too busy trying to hold on to a means of survival to ask themselves what was missing.

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        1. I used to keep myself busy every moment I was awake, to keep the negative thoughts from the forefront of my brain – except when it got too much, and then I’d try to write it out of my system. Now I take every opportunity I can to write,and I still haven’t got it all out – AND I wonder what what happened to my life.
          But life is interesting, and there are many compensations…

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          1. I already wonder how I’ve managed to reach 46 – I mean, I didn’t notice that time passing. Where did it go? But although I’ve not done a great deal compared to some, I’m immensely grateful – for my husband, my son, my scribblings. That’s enough for one tiny life. If I can achieve more before I kark it, that’ll be fantastic!

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            1. You’d better achieve more – I’ve been looking forward to queueing up outside bloody Waterstones to buy a a copy of your best-seller inscribed with a personal message from you. Obviously you’ll be so busy that you wouldn’t normally bother with a small town like Barnstaple, but you’ll do it as a kind favour to that funny little woman with a poetry blog.

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                    1. Very true, Jane, so would I. I just need to nudge my productivity further over into the fiction side rather than social media. A rejig of time I spend on each thing would be good.

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                    2. I have a feeling you spend more time chatting than I do – serves you right for writing interesting posts and being such a friendly person.
                      See how easily I twist your positive qualities to make them sound like faullts…

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                    3. Sounded like you were turning my faults into positives to me! Yes, way to chatty. I feel the need to reply to all my comments – and to read and comment on all my favourite fellow bloggers, of which there are quite a few. If only I was quicker at all these things 🙂

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                    4. I know what you mean. If I’m going to have a stab at writing this second book, some of my reading will have to go by the wayside, which makes me feel very guilty – I feel I’ve made an unofficial pact with certain bloggers (yourself included) that I will be there for them when they write, as they have been there for me. Not reading their work feels like a small failure on my part. If only there were more hours in the day – maybe I could ‘do a Thatcher’ and survive on four hours sleep a night. But then if that amount of sleep makes you close coal mines and persecute the poor, then I’d better have a rethink!

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                    5. Don’t worry about us – we’ll probably do the same to you, should the need arise.
                      As for Maggie Thatcher, maybe it was the thrill of destruction that kept her awake. She just couldn’t get enough of it.

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                    6. Awful woman. It was a strange time which gave us roaring lefties a bit of unity whenever we stepped out to protest. I felt more attatched to the world in spite of my disgust with the Government, and those working class voters who didn’t understand what the different parties stood for.

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                    7. There was a unity then, wasn’t there? When Thatcher was so awful and you felt the righteous anger from the opposition. Now politics is so muddy, the Liberals have shown that some politicians will sell out everything they believe in to gain power. Sad times. We can but hope Corbyn stays around for a while.

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                    8. We had a liberal MP here for years – I’m not talking about Jeremy Thorpe. No matter what history may say, he was a good man, dispite his political alliance, and the scandal – and we had a liberal council. I know all about the liberal council. I was going to do a post a week or two about the things they did to the town, but I got bogged down in research.
                      Corbyn! Corbyn! Corbyn! In! In! In!

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