Losing the plot…

On Tuesday my day was back to back appointments with people and the hair salon. I found myself exhausted, as I’m an introvert. Physically as well. I’d had a good breakfast but a very meagre supper. So yesterday I made sure that I had a supper packed with calories.

This morning I had guests whom I was expecting, but was caught off guard as I was responding/deleting emails and so lost track of time. We had a lovely cup of tea in the garden and they admired many of my plants, which pleased me greatly. They are both great gardeners and plantswomen.

Then I took a shower as I felt very hot outside and now I am all cool and have responded to more emails. I have had to delete some that I was hoping to read as enrichment as a writer. My life right now does not allow time for that luxury. If you are reading this please leave a message.

I feel that in the 15 days that I’ve been without help I begun to lose the plot in the last few days. I’ve been calm no breathing problems have occurred, but the last two days I have not planned my meals well.

The photo above was taken during a drive back from Southampton. I had taken my daughter and her best friend shopping, and we found ourselves in heavy traffic and it started to pour with rain. I noticed the rainbow in my side mirror and took the photo as soon as I became stationary again. It’s a photo that brings so many happy memories. I loved driving my daughter and her friends around.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

3 replies on “Losing the plot…”

Chrissiemorrisbrady, please don’t read too much into it if no one comments on your post even though they are asked to do so. Even after reading the post you wrote today/tomorrow (“I caught you out”), I almost didn’t leave a comment here because I wasn’t sure what to say. It’s possible that your poetry probably speaks to people who may not desire or be able to share themselves on the topics you write about. The fact that no interaction is (usually) required when reading your posts probably gives people desired freedom to experience your feelings and candor without having to risk making themselves vulnerable in return. It’s a gift you have, I believe, to be able to share yourself with others through your writing. And sure, there are some that may have skimmed through your post quickly and missed your request — or maybe not even read your post in its entirety. There are others who may read your post, but not the day it is written. And there may be others still who read your posts, are moved by them, and neither “like” or comment on them, as if they were never there.. The fact that people “like” your post without commenting shouldn’t discourage you, I believe, because even “liking” a post means someone cares enough about you and/or your writing to acknowledge it. As for me, I am relatively new to your blog and I look forward to reading more from you in the future. Like you, I am also an introvert most of the time — it takes much out of me to write anything, and sometimes when I read writing such as yours I simply don’t know what to say in reply. I apologize for that. But that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy your writing, and it certainly shouldn’t discourage you from writing in the future. You said it best yourself, reading is sometimes a luxury not everyone has anymore. Sad, isn’t it?

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