Tuesday Treats: This and That

A collection of photos with no other unifying theme but our walk on 28th January 2026. Enjoy

28th January 2026

πŸ”Ό Southwold is a resort of cannons. Or so it would seem. They form clusters along the clifftop. This one’s a small cannon, I jokingly call it a pistol! πŸ”½ Snowdrops! So delightful to see

28th January 2026

28th January 2026

Wildlife! πŸ”Ό A rabbit caught bobbing through someone’s garden πŸ”½ A pipit chirping in a nearby tree ⏬ A deer but don’t know it’s name, it disappeared off before I’d time to ask it (probably a muntjac)

28th January 2026

28th January 2026

28th January 2026

The accoutrements of fishing πŸ”ΌπŸ”½β¬

28th January 2026

28th January 2026

28th January 2026

Two photos taken just because I liked the patterns formed πŸ”ΌπŸ”½

28th January 2026

A lovely riverside pub, so atmospheric. But along comes a North Sea Surge (which resembles a small tsunami in effect, though not in cause) and… flooded πŸ”½ It has recovered and still does a good trade

28th January 2026

Final shot, you can’t have the winter months without the golden flowers of gorse πŸ”½

28th January 2026

Hope you enjoyed.

Now, I wonder where I might take you next week?

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Words On Writing Issue 5

Writing on Voices

That is, First Person, 2nd, Third

Experimentation

Over the (very) long years of writing, I have experimented with voices.

I’ve a persistent desire to write a story with multiple point-of-view (pov) characters, each telling the tale from their different angles. Maybe some of these characters are less than trustworthy?

With a hankering also for setting a mystery for the reader to solve, I imagine this as a means to that end.

But I haven’t yet been able to make it work.

To Date…

Several of the stories I’ve written began life as 1st person tellings but ended their life in third person. Others started as third person then swayed into first person during a reworking, only to revert to third.

Example:

The Spinner’s Game, which began life in 2006 as In The Beginning, began as 3rd person. But dissatisfied with the result, I then tried again with the protagonist Kerrid as the first-person voice.

But that resulted in worse than dissatisfaction. That was rubbish!

Why?

β€œI this, I that, I could, I couldn’t…” she sounded so brattish and I hadn’t yet worked out how to get around it.

In another (less than brilliant) attempt, I gave the voice to a different character, one who could be the Narrator. I chose Raesan:

β€œWho can say when it began? For all our wisdom, tricks and age, even we Asars cannot say. Didn’t Olun once believe he was the first-born, only to discover that others had been born before him? So what do we know of such things as beginnings? Except that we were there – at the beginning. But this story isn’t about that beginning. It’s about Kerrid and how she found her memory. It begins during her fifth winter at the Lake of Skulls.”

Raesan then goes on to tell the story in third person, occasionally putting his godly tuppence worth in.

Oh, that was useful. Not.

Saramequai (formerly Saram aka Alsalda) began its life in first person. In its earliest incarnation I used five pov characters, all in first person. Wow, talk about dancing around a central story. Yet it’s not simply β€˜a’ story; it is several stories, entangled together.

Here’s an excerpt from Drea’s β€˜input’:

β€œThe Horse Master Krisnavn had made many requests of me, but up until then they had been for grain and meat to feed his men and their horses. I cannot say that I’d been happy to give him what he’d asked for: I had not, although I’d been more willing to give him the goats. They, at least, had been from the granary-family’s herd: they had nothing to do with the Alsime. The same could not be said of the grain; I did not so much resent the giving of it, since I knew the need, but I was concerned that the granaries would not be replenished before we had some dire need. What then would we give the Alisime women who came to the granaries clutching the tokens we’d given them in exchange for their hard-gained grain?”

No wonder the wordcount escalated. With multiple pov characters there’s a tendency for each pov to repeat the same part of the story.

And it didn’t stop there.

In itself, multiple pov characters shouldn’t be a problem – if you stay alert.

Q: Who’s telling this part, and why? Is that the best character to use?

If material must be repeated, then there should be noticeable differences, and those differences should be relevant. Otherwise, why include them?

Easiest is two povs, as found in many romcoms. Easier still is when one or both pov characters is written in 3rd person. Potentially disastrous corollary is to attempt multiple pov characters in first person. This is what I tried in the first version of The King’s Wife. Even in 3rd person, the multiple povs didn’t work so well.

But some of us take a long time to learn!

Saramequai

I’ve learned – to a degree.

Yes, Saramequai does have multiple pov characters but I’m on the alert for repetition, and I’ve reduced their number. And yes, they’re all in third person.


That’s all for this week.

I’d be delighted if you’d drop a comment.
What’s your experience of writing or reading multiple povs?

Thank you for reading.

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Sunday Picture Post: A Resort Out Of Season

January and February: such difficult months to know where to walk the camera. January 28th 2026, we resort to an out of season resort. Dry under foot and with the small harbour along the river, there’s sure to be something of interest at Southwold. So join us, please, and enjoy

January 28th 2026

πŸ”Ό ⏬ Although our interest is the river, we can’t resist a look at the sea ⏬ and a backward check on the lighthouse

January 28th 2026

January 28th 2026

Then it’s off down the road to the river. πŸ”½ A footpath branches off here to cross the common (too wet to be taken at the time of year!) but these sheds fascinate me. The black boards are typical of the fishing community here and with those red tile roofs they make quite a sight

January 28th 2026

January 28th 2026

πŸ”ΌπŸ”½ ‘Resort houses’. I’m not sure if they’re holiday lets, second homes or residential. They line the road down to the river

January 28th 2026

January 28th 2026

πŸ”Ό Looking across the river to Walberswick and beyond, where I wonder what’s the story with that lone building, shuttered for the winter πŸ”½

January 28th 2026

January 28th 2026

πŸ”Ό The ferry is closed. No surprise there, no customers at this time of year πŸ”½ Love to see all the boats moored, the weekend cruisers and the fishermen

January 28th 2026

πŸ”½ Ah, now here’s the place to eat (truth, we wait till we get back in town, but one day we will eat here). I expect it stays open throughout the winter for the many people here repairing their boats

January 28th 2026

January 28th 2026

πŸ”Ό A few of the many boats out of the water today and a glimpse of the puddles we’ve had to negotiate πŸ”½

January 28th 2026

Hope you enjoyed our out of season stroll. I love this resort, and I can be thoroughly obsessive about the boats, so I’ve intentionally reined that in so I don’t bore you to kingdom come.

See Tuesday Treats for more photos from the walk

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Drats And Double-Drats

7th January 2022

Waking from sleep
Restorative deep
Nothing’s pressing
Another two hours
In bed I’m guessing
Wake, grumpy for food
Remember Sammi
Double-drats
Now in a grumpier mood


26 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Mood

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CCC072: The Harper’s Path

The path wasn’t marked on any map
Twas a path that few living knew
A path that began in one world
To take the seeker to another
Twas a path not lightly trodden
The path she had taken
Betrayed, forgotten
Heartbroken

With a need which wasn’t greed
The harper sought that path
With love he would find her
With love he would heal her
With love he’d remain with her
Forever together
Dead.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #072

Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!

And here they are:

You respond with something CREATIVE. Perhaps anΒ  answering photo, or micro-fiction, or a poem, or just a caption

As before, there are only two criteria:

!!!!! Your creative offering is indeed yours !!!!!

!!!!! Your writing is kept to 150 words or less !!!!!

If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it.

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN

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Tuesday Treats: A Wild Miscellany

A gathering of photos from our walk on 23rd January 2026. Enjoy…

23rd January 2026

πŸ”Ό The most unexpected sight of the day. A family of otters sporting in the Yare as we cross the bridge. Didn’t expect that in an industrial area. Shows how clean our rivers are πŸ”½ Ivy reaches out with her tendrils. Invasive in gardens, but happy to see her greenery here

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

πŸ”Ό Ivy berries provide a safe haven for an overwintering ladybird πŸ”½ A lone beech leaf looking like a copper sculpture

23rd January 2026

πŸ”½ No, it’s not the same egret. It’s another

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

I do not apologise for including 3 photos of the wild clematis, Old Man’s Beard aka Travellers’ Joy πŸ”ΌπŸ”½β¬

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

Spring flowers, so good to see them: πŸ”Ό Hellebore and πŸ”½ Snowdrops

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

And for the fungi fans, these provide welcome winter colour πŸ”ΌπŸ”½β¬

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

Alas, that’s all for now folks.

Now to see if I can find something entirely different for next week

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Words On Writing Issue #4

Biography of a work-in-progress.

Saramequai was conceived in what now seems the long-distant past. It was then called Saram.

Saram is the sky god of Dal Uest. Saramequai = horsemen of Saram.

In its earliest version there are five povs (point of view characters):

  • Demekin (the protagonist Detah’s brother who has, as it were, a foot in two camps)
  • Drea (Detah’s sister)
  • Megovis (Saramequai)
  • Glania (Saramequai)
  • Hegrea (of Spinner’s milieu)

While all the characters have remained from this first incarnation, only Megovis was destined to retain his pov status.

But how strange that in this earliest version the protagonist Detah doesn’tΒ  even have her own pov.

Experimental, obviously!

The infant Saram simmered away on backburner while I wrote other stories: i.e. the three Feast Fables which later became the five books of Spinner’s Game. As with stories before and after, I posted these in weekly instalments to WP. But Feast Fables was privileged to have its own dedicated WP site (Feast Fables, no longer active)

By 2012 Saram was ready for its next outing.

First, it received a new name: Alsalda.

Next, Detah (protagonist) became a pov.

And while Demekn and Megovis remained, I brought in Eblan Erspne (a shaman, sort of).

By 2015 Alsalda was ready for its public debut.

Alsalda appeared on WordPress in 79 weekly instalments from August 2015 through to April 2016. Wordcount was slightly over 204k.

And there it remained, dipping its naΓ―ve toes into the ethernet until I had prepared the 5 books of The Spinner’s Game for publication. Meanwhile I had written another story in that same Spinner’s Milieu: The King’s Wife. And resting on the backburner since 2005 was yet another book in the same milieu: Hare and Adder.

In 2020, with The Spinner’s Game now published on Amazon, along with Roots of Rookeri and Learning To Fly, I took another look at those three books, Hare and Adder, Alsalda and The King’s Wife and decided it would be a jolly good idea to publish these three too.

WRONG! It was not a good idea. It was crazy, rushed and ill-considered. That my life was in turmoil at the time certainly didn’t help.

The spotlight returns to Alsalda.

With a wordcount of 204k it was too-too-too-too long. Between 2020 and 2022 I managed to reduce that to 199k. Wow! How did you do that, you ask. I removed one of the previous 4 point-of-view characters. I also pruned away lots of exposition. Snip. Snip. Snip. And reduced it by 5k.

Although wordcount makes no difference to Kindle books, Alsalda (now Alsalda Bear) was slightly too hefty for an Amazon paperback. More trimming ensued, and a few tweaks to the formatting. And… yay!… published.

And there it sat. Partly because of… (see above, life in turmoil), partly because of lack of reviews, definitely because of lack of any great promotional effort.

Jump ahead two years. 2025.

As I’ve already said (WOW Issue 1), I read through my entire published oeuvre in 2025 and pulled all but a few of those books off Amazon. I then had another look at Alsalda.

Alsalda Bear gets a new name. Saramequai

Why?

Firstly, what was wrong with Alsalda Bear?

I laugh! Although the name comes from a myth told within the story, it sounds too much like a children’s story. It had to go.

The decisionΒ to name it Saramequai grew out of the blurb.

β€œDetah fears she’s turning to stone. She longs for freedom yet is terrified of the granary ghosts that bind her in servitude. In the disruptive wake of invading warriors hope flares only to shatter when she sees her father killed.

When givenΒ  the opportunity to become the warriors’ guide to the land they plan to conquer, Detah swallows her grief, musters the courage and accepts. Yet with her growing affection for the lead warrior she fears she’ll fail her instructions to confuse and dissuade the enemy and thus rob her people and family of their freedom.

Will Detah persist with her tactics to rid the land of these invaders knowing that her success will return her to servitude and a loss of her dreams?”

Those invading warriors are the Saramequai. And it’s only through her association with these warriors that Detah is able to rise above her fears and grasp the freedom she desires.

And there you have it, Saram’s transformation, via Alsalda, to Saramequai, 2006 to 2026.

But still lots of work required. This has got to be GOOD!

BTW wordcount now hovers around 180k!

 

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Sunday Picture Post: Winter By The Water

23rd January 2026. Cold, and although overcast it’s forecast dry (at least in the morning) and the wind isn’t too blustery. So let’s hop on that bus and head into Norwich, to walk out again to Whitlingham Country Park. Cos there may not be pretty bright flowers, nor butterflies, and maybe the fungi are now scarce, but at least there’ll be birds. Let’s go…

23rd January 2026

πŸ”Ό Our walk takes us past the ‘industrial’ side of the city, long ago situated here because of the easy access to rail transport πŸ”½ Along the lane that leads to the park, I see someone’s been gardening and cannot resist the photo

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

I’ve said no pretty bright flowers. Yet flowers there are. Catkins πŸ”Ό Hazel πŸ”½ Alder

23rd January 2026

πŸ”½ And let’s not forget the reedmace

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

Mallards. Happy ducks! πŸ”ΌπŸ”½ They’re already pairing up and mating

23rd January 2026

πŸ”Ό Little Egret looking great perched high in the alder tree

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

Swans πŸ”Ό A settled couple πŸ”½ and the dating club

23rd January 2026

πŸ”½ Mixed bathing!

23rd January 2026

23rd January 2026

πŸ”Ό We’ve visited here in winter and this path has been flooded and impassable. But not this day. Yay!

23rd January 2026

Whitlingham Broad sits in the sweeping embrace of the river Yare πŸ”Ό A boat moored for the night, and now all atilt cos the tide’s gone out. 30 miles inland and the river is still tidal πŸ”½ Looking across the Yare to the ‘heights’ northeast of the city, where Mousehold Heath rolls into the river valley

23rd January 2026

And that’s as far as we’re going today. Now to head back to the cafe for coffee and a cheese scone. Hope you enjoyed

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The Fluidity of Water

23rd January 2026Β 

Starting a new year of Maria’s Photo Challenge, and I think we can agree that this otter, spotted while I was crossing a bridge, qualifies for F for Flowing

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