Cheers

I tried out for my first single malt whisky the other night. I purchased the bottle, along with two whisky rocker glasses, from Talisker as they distilled the 'water of life' in my favourite place in the whole world - the magical Isle of Skye:

The drink made a lovely glugging sound as I poured the amber liquid into the glass, as you can hear in this audio recording I made of the procedure.

This is one of the many ways I entertain myself and distract my mind from more sober thoughts during the UK lockdown.

Solstice - Story Two Thoughts

As I start work on the second draft of my first Christmas ghost story, I also have to turn my mind to working out an idea for the second story in the portmanteau novel. All I know so far is that this second tale involves a group of college students and their consummation of Fly agaric mushrooms... The tale is made a little more complicated in that I have to get it to link with the first and also the fourth tale in the series in the novel. Time to get my thinking cap on...

Fly agaric fungi

Dandelion

I guess I haven't been in the shed much of late:

Solstice ~ Draft 1. Story 1. Completed.

A day later than I had hoped, but I have just finished the first draft of the first story in my four-part portmanteau Christmas ghost story novel. Time to break open the whisky.

Another Sweyne's Eye

I am not in the mood for writing today, so instead I am working on another photography zine:

Solstice: It's Been a Hard Slog So Far

I should hopefully finish the first draft of the first story in my four-part Christmas portmanteau novel tomorrow. Despite being given all the free time I could ever have wished for, it has been difficult for me to write of late, utilising my time with creative tasks that demand less thought - photography zines for example, and playing Animal Crossing. It will be a relief when I do finish that first draft tomorrow. Hopefully, my posting this will now force my hand...

Sweyne's Eye ~ Bus Stop

This photographs features on the cover of this issue of Sweyne's Eye. It features the interior of the bus stop outside the offices of my day job. I was ill at the time and had been sent home due to a bad reaction I had to an antibiotic I was taking at the time. I remember the occasion well, waiting in the bus stop, waiting for my wife to pick up, the sun rising and the plastic windows of the bus shelter aglow...