Rats.

Still struggling to come up with an idea for the next poem. It's about a rat, and none of the free rat images I have access to really works, I can't find a photo of one in my own collection, and I'm damned if I'll try to draw one. The art books are much more visual than I need, but I'll keep at it. Sooner, rather than later, an idea will form. I think I need a new technique to try out, rather than a specific image, so I'll try some other books I haven't looked through yet.

Falling behind - again

It's been over a week since I last worked on the book. By the end of the 2 plus weeks that Kyle was here, I was going quietly crazy with his sniffing and the constant presence of the PS3. By Tuesday last week I was ready to burn the house down with him in it, but he moved out to his new flat on Wednesday and took Sylvia with him. It took the rest of the week to regain my equilibrium and then it was the holiday weekend, and then my birthday. On top of that I've been raising a baby quail, now 4 days old and still not strong enough to be independent in the aviary, so still needing half-hourly visits through the day. All excuses aside, I haven't a clue how to work with the next poem, so I'm going to spend some time leafing through some art books tonight, for inspiration. Watch this space.

PS I actually like Kyle very much, and am very happy he's with Sylvia. She's laughing a lot more than she ever did with the last boyfriend.