Recently I posted a link to one of my blog posts on my personal Facebook Page, rather than my author Facebook page. Why? because it was about my own life in a series and of family history posts but it was personal too:
It prompted the comments:
A friend: “Why are there no photos of you between 16yrs and 50 yrs?
Another friend replied: “Diana let slip over a glass of red wine once, that she was a spy!’
This made me laugh, especially as Alexander Mc Call’s Private Life of Spies was sat on my bedside table, only just opened. (I will review it next week, when I’ve read the final short story, which has been a much needed light interlude, I must say!)
And so I searched old photos, to come up with ones in the in between years:
I then planned some trips to far flung places; teaching in Sri Lanka, visiting family in Australia and then on to the USA where my niece was studying. (Do you like the Pretty Woman pose in LA?) I grew my hair longer for these trips, so that I could tie it back:
My next far flung adventure was to South America with my niece:
My family in Australia say that I go on adventures when I have a crisis in my life!
At the end of my forties, getting married changed my world for the better, except that contentment made me put on weight, which I’ve battled with ever since.
Here’s a special photo of of one of my last days in Bedfordshire before heading north to Fife:
Happy memories of a great bunch of colleagues, more like one big happy family really, until we were broken up by cut backs and redundancies.
Hence:
The Healing Paths of Fife ~ A Fantasy Memoir
Currently sold in aid of The Kirkcaldy Foodbank. Over £750 profits donated to local charities so far.
Yes, I have thought of writing a spy novella inspired by a trip to Cuba, but I’ve never been a spy. With an author it’s all in the mind, you see!
Diana Jackson 