I loathe having my photo taken. There are very few of me taken when I was younger – I used to make a conscious effort to stand out of the way whenever a camera was brandished anywhere near me. Recently I saw a picture on Facebook with the caption, “I wish I was as thin as I was when I thought I was fat.”
How true that is. I wish I could speak to me in my twenties, when I weighed eight and a half stone and felt like a hippopotamus. Perhaps I felt like a hippo because that’s what someone called me – someone I loved, trusted and respected. There was more, but that’s the one that sticks in my mind.
It is so easy to erode someone’s confidence with a few unkind words isn’t it?
Writing is the same. How criticism can sting! And how easy it is to believe unkind critical words whilst not hearing the positive.
I have only read one book since May. That was Briefs Encountered by Julian Clary which I enjoyed very much.
I have started a couple of paperbacks by authors new to me. I got halfway through one and decided life was too short and gave up. I got one chapter into another and couldn’t have cared less about any of the characters so I put it in the charity box. Both had a mixture of reviews on Amazon, some good, some bad.
Would I write a bad review? No. I paid my money and took my chance. That’s the way it goes sometimes. Would I tell you which books they were? No. Chances are, some of you would read the same books and enjoy them very much and it would be a shame if you missed out just because of my opinion.
At the moment I am catching up on magazine reading while I await delivery of my latest Amazon order. Stephen King's 11.22.63, Jill Mansell's A Walk in the Park, Colin Cotterill's Slash and Burn and I have pre-ordered Liane Moriarty's The Hypnotist’s Love Story. I have the feeling I shall be back in the swing of reading again very soon!
And I have just remembered I have several books on Beloved’s Kindle waiting to be read so it looks like it’s going to be feast for a while as far as reading goes.
But back to photos. Here’s a chap who has never had an image problem. Taken when he was a tiny pup with his beloved toy spider – which he eventually ripped to shreds.