Friday 5 August 2011

Corsica calling

I can hear the sea. Even here, in the middle of cornfields and vineyards and the quarry over the hill, I am sure that whooshing noise must be the waves caressing my thoughts. Surely? Calling out, Are you ready? Are the headlights still bung? Have you bought that 3kg gas cylinder yet?


Yeah, surely. And then the waves are sucked out again like my thoughts. I am looking at my feet in sand with that crappy blue nail polish my friend gave me. Waves rippling. Moonlight.

It seems I am ready to cut loose. The edits are nearly over. I've sent on my last chapters and my Ed will send his last whole version which I will - groan - print out and throw into my knapsack. I read there was wifi where we are going. Groan again. I had really wanted to sever ties.

But at least there will be no computer screen for me. I've yet to select my half dozen books. Or heels beyond my sassy espadrilles and a couple of sheer dresses. Along with all those hats.

Friends of mine suggest I will be bedding Corsican men in my tent. Or one of those single dads requiring english translations and a cup of geniune Japanese green tea. I'm not so sure about that. I'm coming down from a long work run and the usual disenchantment with the exes. I need breathing space. I don't need to cascade into something delirious that will knock the wind out of me.

Okay, you win. I'll throw in that black crotchet bikini from Paris, a bottle of rum, some almond massage oil. I wish I didn't know myself so well.

The waves, the waves.

9 comments:

  1. You are a woman after my own heart. I wish you serenity, wherever you end up.

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  2. Thanks MSB! You are so sweet. We'll see what comes next! ciao cat

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  3. Have a brilliant time! I am following you - to Corsica if not to a black crocheted bikini - don't want to frighten the horses! We are going en famille in September.

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  4. Thank you Vanessa! I'm bringing Storm Warning to read under a tree somewhere so it seems as though you are coming too!

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  5. Watch out for the waves - "not waving but drowning"...on the other hand, bobbins to sense - have fun!

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  6. Here's hoping you find a good use for the almond massage oil. Enjoy, my friend.

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  7. Bedding Corsican men or not, it sounds wonderful.

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  8. Yes, it does sound wonderful. Here's to fun and relaxation, Cat!

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