Five minutes reads from Midlife …
is exactly that.
Notes from me, that record a moment in the wonderful and wobbly phrase of a woman’s life that is midlife. Five minute reads, that you’ll have finished before your coffee gets cold.
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And that’s me, on the water.
Aging
Light reads
Relationships
Family
A story
the beginning
the middle
the end
the beginning
This is a blog I never anticipated writing, which is strange because I’m a writer. But I write fiction. Books with characters who may, or may not, think what I’m thinking. So what happened?
the middle
A year ago I created a newsletter: 5 Minute Reads from a 50 Something Woman. It became modestly popular, as I wrote modestly about the strange and wonderful time in a woman’s life that is middle age.
The letters that resonated most were those in which the persona writing, and me, narrowed. In other words, when I wrote as honestly as I dared. And then something happened that was so personal, I didn’t even try to write it.
Except I found I couldn’t write anything else.
Every time I tried, the elephant I was sharing a room with kept nudging me off my chair. And so eventually I wrote about it. I guess you’ll find that particular post here
People unsubscribed! (I get it, some folk only come for the laughs, and that’s fine.)
But many more wrote to say they were going through similar situations, or had been, and had survived it and wanted to tell me just how sunny it was, this place they now lived in.
Others wrote just to say, Are you ok?
And so it seemed to me that it was time to show my letters to a wider world. I enjoy writing them and there appears to be value in reading them.
the end
So here it is. Postcards from Midlife. Notes from me, that record a moment in time. From the sudden joy of remembering that I’m freed from cooking dinner every night, to the wrenching sadness of watching my children leave and my parents’ fade.
As a fiction writer, my tag-line is:
I write stories about ordinary people, living lives of extraordinary courage and indestructible humour. The only thing I can promise is that you’ll never encounter a knight in shining armour in my stories … My heroines save themselves, as in the end we all must do.
Well that’s me. An ordinary person, trying to be brave, always looking for the funny side. I’m guessing if you’ve read this far, that’s you too. I’m happy to meet you.