Thinking Aloud on A Sunday

Random Thoughts.

Usually when I wake up on a Sunday, I am thinking about something specific. That wasn’t the case today, so I decided to present my collection of random thoughts instead.

One.
It was very cold this morning. Cold enough to make me want to stay in the warmth of the bed for a while. That made me think about how much colder it used to be when I was a boy. No central heating, no double-glazed windows, and the whole house heated by one coal-fire in the living room. I often wore extra clothes to go to bed in, rather than getting undressed. The risk of waking up to frozen water pipes meant that my mum would fill saucepans and a kettle the night before. Then at least she had water to make tea, and to heat up so we could wash.

How soon we become accustomed to the luxuries of progress.

Two.
I thought I should get up, to let Ollie out into the garden. Then I started to think about how Ollie would feel if I died of Covid-19. (Or anything else for that matter.) He is so dependent on always being close to me, I feel sure he would pine badly, and be inconsolable. I concluded that it would be best if I outlived him. But then I would be the one grieving. It’s a tough call, either way.

Three.
Writing my new serial was on my mind. I am sure I am making errors in trying to write it from the perspective of a young woman who has just had a baby. I have never been a woman, had a baby, or even fathered a child. More so than anything else I have written, it feels like a challenge to get through each episode. Then I reminded myself that I have never been a serial killer either, yet I have written stories about them. Perhaps real serial kilers languishing in jail somewhere are reading my stories online, and noticing errors?

Then I couldn’t stay in bed any longer, so got up.

68 thoughts on “Thinking Aloud on A Sunday

  1. I am back! πŸ™‚ I have to apologize once again. Time is flowing too fast these days, some extraordinary busy one for me. ;-( Deep thoughts indeed, but i hope your thought about the lifetime of Ollie and you will not end in a murder mystery. πŸ™‚ If you will have a longer staying in bed also this Sunday no one will reget. πŸ™‚ Best wishes, Michael

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  2. Interesting thoughts. I’m not sure I’ve ever been too worried about the point of view I was writing from, although most of my characters (perhaps except for a couple) I could identify with to a certain extent, but it probably makes it all the more interesting. I also hope both you and Ollie live very long lives.

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  3. We were thrown back in time yesterday, 30+ cm of snow, a power-cut and no chance of driving anywhere (the Niva ended up in a very deep ditch after I dropped the kids to school)
    Luckily we have a log burner and the walk to pick up the kids is doable (an hour or so walk) The village was out in force and the walk back with the kids saw a group of about 20 of us walking up the hill together, all sledges and snow balls, peeling off to our own little homesteads on the way πŸ™‚

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  4. 1) You’re younger than I am, so when I read about no central heating in the UK, I instinctively think of post war. What a twist, yet this must have been common in the ’50s. Maybe the 60’s? 2) Don’t go there. It’s loose-loose. 3) Frankly, I think you’re as good of a mom with a new baby as you are a serial killer. Gee, that’s really interesting!

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  5. It took me a little time to figure out you were referencing perspective when you used the word “errors.” But I can see what you mean give you have not been that of what you write. Nonetheless, it is an interesting observation given that all the serial killers and all the young women giving birth have unique experiences. Warmest regards, Theo

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  6. I know what you mean about Ollie…..MoMo will be lost without me….she already has a hard time with the absence of Little Man……The fact that you are trying to write the serial is a undertaking that I admire. chuq

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  7. I think you’re doing an amazing job at writing from a woman’s perspective. Especially that of a first time mum. It seems to me that you have enough life experience and also of all different types of people to place yourself in their shoes and look at the world through their frame of reference. Re the serial killer stories, I’d love to read them if your current work is anything to go by.

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    1. I will add the links, so you can read them when you have time. I will link to the complete long versions, easier than the serial parts. Thanks for your kind words about ‘My Bundle Of Joy’, Siobhain.
      Best wishes, Pete.
      https://beetleypete.com/2020/07/23/the-fear-the-complete-story/
      https://beetleypete.com/2020/05/27/the-block-the-complete-story/
      https://beetleypete.com/2019/10/19/decision-time-for-jenny-the-complete-story/
      https://beetleypete.com/2019/01/08/it-begins-the-complete-story/
      This next one is about one murder, and the police investigation.
      https://beetleypete.com/2018/10/06/a-pillar-of-the-community-the-whole-story/

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    1. Oh yes. Ice inside windows, and on the bathroom mirror, Mary. In 1960, we got a wall-mounted electric fire in the bathroom. My mum used to get out of bed and put it on 20 minutes before she got up again. Luxury! πŸ™‚
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  8. It’s funny the trails our minds take when allowed to wander. It’s chillier than normal here, as well. Cool enough I’ve set the tap dripping overnight to be on the safe side- living in an RV has its pitfalls!
    I’ve read a couple segments of your serial and think it’s coming along nicely. I haven’t had the chance to read them all tet as I’m only days away from a book deadline- yikes!
    Trust your gut, it won’t lead you astray.

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