Showing posts with label April. Show all posts
Showing posts with label April. Show all posts

Sunday, 19 April 2026

April birthdays

 

April birthdays

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There is only one April birthday in my family, and it is mine. There are two zodiac signs covering April, (mid-March to mid-April and mid-April to mid-May) Aries and Taurus. The first covers the dates from March 21st to April 19th. Taurus covers April 20th to May 20th. It’s entertaining to look at the different traits associated with each one and consider how appropriate they are.

There are people who take horoscopes very seriously. One of my nieces spends much time charting horoscopes. I look at daily forecasts for amusement, and choose the one I find most favourable to my circumstances at any given time. I have a similar approach to weather forecasts, and frequently seek out the one that is most amenable.

People born under the Fire sign of Aries are represented by the Ram, and ruled by the planet Mars. Though Mars looks hot and red, it is actually a cold, dry world. Ariens are said to be natural leaders, enthusiastically taking charge with confidence and passion. They are honest and outspoken, but can be impatient and moody. It sounds as though they act first, perhaps on impulse, and consider their actions later, maybe with regret. Maybe those curly horns are used to favourable effect.

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Those born under the Earth sign of Taurus are ruled by Venus, which is the hottest planet in the solar system. The symbol for Taurus is the Bull. Its subjects are thought to be patient and devoted, but also stubborn. They dislike sudden change, and seek comfort and stability, to satisfy their sensory needs. They are not the ‘bull in a china shop’ I thought they might be.

Do you know your horoscope sign? Do your character and temperament align with it?

 

Thursday, 6 April 2023

 


IWSG

Insecure Writers’ Support Group

Well, here I am again – a day late and none the wiser.

I first started trying to write children’s books when my own children were very small. I’ve since realised that attempting to write entertainingly for children is extremely difficult. It’s easy to have the ideas, but expressing them in terms that children will enjoy and understand is another matter altogether.

Having written a story, the illustrations must be considered, and therein lay another stumbling block.

Eventually, life took over and I abandoned story-writing for small humans for other pursuits, like all the chores involved in bringing up a growing family, growing both upwards and in number. I still scribbled, but with no purpose.

I did publish on Kindle, a tome entitled ‘The Sweets and the Bitters of Love’, and the masterpiece sank without trace or acknowledgement. I comfort myself that my talent will be recognised after my demise. Who knows, maybe even my family will read my deathless prose and wish they had taken notice earlier.

Fortunately, I’m not a tortured genius, or any sort of genius, not even a vaguely dim light in the universe, but I’ll carry on plugging away, once I’ve walked the dogs, filled the domestic machines, the cupboards, fridge and freezer and maybe moved the dust around a little. After all, tomorrow is another day . . . and the day after that, and the day after that, ad infinitum or perhaps ad nauseam.

Have fun, folks!