|Gentle Waves and Tranquil Days; watercolour,2018.|
One of my nieces recently posted on Facebook that she was thinking of combining her two YouTube channels into one. As I said to her, a hazard of having any kind of website is that you then spend forever tweaking the thing.
|New store banner - it sells exactly what it says on the sign!|
For my birthday, Richard bought me a box of Dairy Milk chocolates and two paperbacks, The Underground Railroad by Colin Whitehead, and Birdcage Walk by the late Helen Dunmore, who's one of my favourite writers. Richard also took me out to dinner. We had planned to dine in Chester but the torrential rain encouraged us to cancel our plans. One hour later, with the two of us moping around, he suddenly said, "Oh rhubarb to it", or words to that effect, "let's go out anyway." As Southport's Lord Street in mostly under cover, that's where we headed to, and we both enjoyed a lovely day out.
|Life drawings, 17th February 2018.|
When heading back towards Southport train station, we wandered down a sidestreet which we've obviously not been down before as we came across a fabulous bookshop. Spread through cramped rooms over several floors, it sells both old and new books which are stacked to the rafters, and the subjects are split up intelligently so you can find what you're looking for.
Richard bought a couple of old Star Trek novels, while I picked three second-hand art books: The Big Book of Painting Nature in Oils by S Allyn Schaeffer; Fresh Watercolour by Ray Campbell Smith; and Coastal Landscapes by David Bellamy. We'll definitely be calling into this bookshop again now we've found it. We were told it had been there since the 1920s, which is quite an achievement in itself. These-days there are hardly any independent bookshops left, all squeezed out by Waterstones and WH Smith's, plus exorbitant high street rentals and rates which crush small businesses, plus competition from online outlets.
I'm seriously thinking of changing the title of the final Artisan-Sorcerer novel. The previous four novels in the series were each named after the predominant character in that novel. However, while I'd planned to call this last book Morgan, it is more about Bethany Rose than Morgan himself, though his presence is felt throughout. I've already told Bethany's backstory in the third novel, Bethany Rose, but this fifth novel focuses on her life in the here and now, her choices, issues, problems and resolutions. Obviously, I won't be calling it "Bethany Rose #2". I'm toying with the idea of giving it the simple title of The Artisan-Sorcerer. Another underlying reason for this will come clear when you eventually get to read the finished thing!
Snowdrops are in bloom in our garden, and in the park there're drifts of purple crocus. Spring's on its way, folks!