I have been struggling to get my posts up for the past couple of weeks, and though I had a few days there where I was able to join in the weekly Flash Fiction that Charli runs, Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge, and the Daily Post’s Photo Challenge, after this week I honestly need to call a hiatus.
I anticipate I will be back blogging Sunday 28th June. Yes, that’s a month. I wish I had time to devote to this wonderful community, but right now I need to buckle down to focus on my studies and completing my practical component of teaching. Come the end of June, the Winter Break will have started and should be able to catch up with all of you once again.
As such, I will be unable to accept any more books to review during this time. Those who I have accepted for this time period, I will do my best, but I am not honestly confident I will get to everyone. I will try.
See you in a month!
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Forces of Nature.”
This is the sunset I took when visiting family down in Hobart. Truly excellent place.
In response to Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge: Source & Thought
Longest time in thought,
Now we’ve reached the source.
What a nice, peaceful prompt for this week. Of course, I can’t help but think of it through the lens of an assignment. I’d spend roughly eighty percent of time reading, researching, and wrapping my head around the topic, then only twenty percent of time actually writing the thing. Still, it means that I’m learning something! Always a plus 🙂
I know I’ve been AWOL for a week and a half. I’m sorry I was lazy and didn’t even give notice. Uni got intense (again) so I needed to re-prioritise and get some stuff done. Stuff has now been successfully done, and I’ve still got more stuff to do, but I’m tentatively going to start posting again. I think I can keep it up now. Maybe I can even re-engage in the blogging community and start talking to people again. That would be so nice 🙂
In response to Charli’s Flash Fiction Challenge: Spring Eternal
The low sun transformed the trees into long black shadows cutting across the orange-stained landscape. If she squinted, she could make out the pale apple blossoms threatening to loose themselves in the breeze, though the fragrance was too subtle for her nose to single out. Standing there with her camera around her neck, she took a moment to soak up the beauty of the late spring. Sometimes, the drive to capture the moment caused her to miss the experience altogether, but she promised herself that wouldn’t happen this season. She closed her eyes and breathed the softly warming air…