A Write Update & Upcoming Events

Author Update BannerHaving last penned an author’s update at Christmas, it definitely feels like time to regale my readers with the newest chapters in my author-ly world…

So I’ll start with a reminiscence – when I signed into Facebook this morning, it reminded me that 12 months ago, I’d just received an email tell me that my first book Peachey Letters – Love Letters to Life was honoured as finalist in the International Book Awards.  It was a message that I had completely ignored, until my publisher got in touch to congratulate me – bless…

And whilst I have been working on new projects since that book was published (more of that later…), I’m delighted to say that Peachey Letters still has a life of its own.  In fact the book and I are staging a ‘comeback tour’, which kicks off with a Meet the Author event next month.

It’s all happening on Tuesday the 7th of June at The Amethyst Centre in Coventry and will be a relaxed lunch time event, where I will first be interviewed by the Centre’s proprietor – Chris Ramsbottom-Pampling, and then we will throw the floor open to audience questions, whilst simultaneously tucking into a buffet lunch (strawberries and cream have been promised, which for me, makes it worth the £10.00 ticket price alone!).

Together we’ll be exploring the writing process and the therapeutic properties of letter writing, as well as diving deeper into the book for more insights, so I really look forward to you joining us and to finding out more about the Amethyst Holistic centre too.  You can get your tickets by clicking on this link…

As for my other author-ly projects: In February – the fourth anniversary of my Peachey Letters Blog, I set myself a new challenge – to write and publish a new post every day for a month. Of course I had to pick a bloomin’ leap year so that February had an extra day, but then again, I did meet the challenge 😉

What came out was not only ‘Peachey Letters’, offering coach-ly insights into life and learning, but also a lot of fiction posts.  In fact I was trying out material for my very first novel. Set in the ‘magical realism’ genre, under the working title of ‘Seraph on an Island’, it goes on the life journey of an ordinary woman, who has the extraordinary gift of flying, or then again, maybe imagines that she has…

Set in the 1970s, it is a tale both gritty and fantastical, contrasting a difficult life with flights of fantasy, leaving you wondering if what the heroine experiences, is really real.  If you are intrigued by the premise, please check out the fiction posts on my blog and let me know what you think, this link will take you there direct.

My non-fiction ‘Peachey Letters’ posts have evolved and transmuted in a new persona and style – which has a new identity to go with it.  My new ‘Transient Goddess’ posts, track the life and learning of someone who is both flawed and perfect, laughing, analysing and finding her way forward.  That’ll be me, referring to myself here in the third person, but in my writing – most definitely in the first!

When I’m not bashing away at my laptop, I’m out and about supporting my coaching and corporate clients.  Currently I’m working with a charity called Circles Network – who provide a range of support programmes for vulnerable children and adults.  It’s a fascinating organisation, which lists person centred support, advocacy and equine assisted learning amongst its range of support services.

I’m therefore delighted to invite you to their summer fund raising ball, being held on Saturday 25th June at Coombe Abbey Hotel near Coventry.  This means that you get the opportunity to support an excellent cause, whilst wining, dining and dancing the night away in gorgeous surroundings, all for the price of £50.  If you would like to know more and buy your tickets, then check out the details here.

Well, that concludes the latest chapters in the writing life of a Transient Goddess – thank you for being on this page with me.  If you are curious about my coaching work and what a difference it will make to your life or business, or want to know more about my writing, then please do get in touch – you can contact me here…

With warm regards
      Sandra
Sandra Peachey

LifeWork Consultancy & Coaching
Email: sandra@sandrapeachey.co.uk

* Author of Peachey Letters – Love Letters to Life and Co-Author of The F-Factor
* Winner of a Women Inspiring Women Award 2013
* Shortlisted for Women’s Coach in the APCTC Awards 2014, nominated in 2012 & 2013
* Nominated for a Networking Mummies National Recognition Award 2015
* International Book Awards Finalist 2015, Women’s Issues Category

Life In the Blonde Lane

Under my new guise as ‘The Transient Goddess’, I’m looking at life in my own happily skewed way… I’m a professional and practical person who had worked for many years in senior Human Resources roles, before deciding to direct a life time of learning into the new direction of being a Life and Business Coach.  It’s a marvellous match and something I was clearly born to do… And this for me, is partly because I don’t quite have it all sorted, in every moment.  In fact I can be quite scatty, and am definitely ditzy – and, as it turns out, I was born a blonde.  I define blonde by being fair of hair and complexion, as well as (for me) daftly delightful… Well that is when I’m being kind to myself, which often, as it goes – I’m not.  So my Transient Goddess blogs are written to work out this ditzy dichotomy and to keep my learning constantly fresh.  And as it happens – today’s post actually happened today

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LIFE IN THE BLONDE LANE

In real time writing mode – it’s Bank Holiday Monday in the UK (a National Holiday) and because of that I’ve just come through a misadventure which I will now recount for you…

I had arranged to go on an organised walk somewhere near Stratford today and although I usually rush ‘hell for leather’ because I am late; for a change I had given myself lots of lovely time to get there, park up, find the walking group etc., instead.

However, I get close to my destination and realise that I am stuck in traffic which is queuing to get INTO my destination…

After watching all my spare time tick away until 15 minutes after the start time of the walk, I give up and drive towards Stratford. Yes – I know it’s the home of Shakespeare and a tourist mecca, and I drive there knowing it will be Bank Holiday crazy, but hey – I’m out of the house now and wanna make something of it.

My normal quiet car park on the edge of town has cars queuing out of it, so I decide to give up on the whole mooching round town idea; instead I attempt to make my way home and am now stuck in the Stratford traffic. And I mean STUCK. I get out of town eventually, but then have to skirt back round it again (to pick up the route home), when, inadvertently I come across a tucked away car park with no queue.  I can now avoid the traffic and go back to Plan B!

I drive in to the multi-storey space, all the while scanning for a space, until my car has climbed 7 stories.  Finally I find a space – Hallelujah! I note that an hour will cost £3.00 and I head off into town thinking I must go to the bank as I only have £8.00 in my purse.

Despite a dour weather forecast, the sun is shining and I am pleased with my decision.  So are the hordes of other people who have also descended on the town centre.  On the way to the bank I literally get pushed by the crowds into an Oxfam Charity Shop. I’m happy to go with the flow though, so have a very thorough tooth comb browse and am rewarded by finding the most gorgeous black and silver top.  I try it on and it fits like a dream. It is a mere £3.99 so I decide to buy it, along with a (soppy flick chick) DVD for £1.99.

Happy with my purchases I cross the road to get money out of my bank’s cash point. I suddenly have a slight qualm as I wonder if any money will be left in the bank’s coffers on such a busy national holiday; but no, the machine IS working and greedily sucks in my cash card.

Then I am informed by a blandly officious computer screen that I have ‘insufficient funds to make a withdrawal’ and my card is unceremoniously spat out. I try again 3 more times, decreasing the amount until at a request of a mere £10.00, I am still refused cash.

I sit down on a bench and look at the crowds around me to ponder my options. “It’s OK” I think, “I’ll get in touch with the bank”. I get out my mobile – first to make a call and then to go online.  There is, however, no phone signal and neither is there fast and functional wifi…

Starting to segue in to panic mode, I count out the change in my purse. I have £2.65. I need £3.00 to exit the car park… My brain ticks over as I ponder my options.  Decision made – I cross the road back to the Oxfam shop and explain my predicament and that I just need to return the DVD…

‘No can do’ I am told. The ‘system’ will not accept refunds for a DVD bought only 10 minutes ago. It will how ever refund any clothing items.

I take a quick, sad decision and then I hand back the beautiful, black and silver, diaphanous top, with moist eyes (due, obviously to STRESS, rather than the thwarting of my materialistic atavism…).

The kindly lady behind the till suggests that she could ‘put it by’ for a week, but I have a busy week ahead and I know I won’t be going back there in that time. I fill out the paperwork and release the garment back to the shop.  Money is handed over.

The top and I then part a sad farewell for our unfulfilled future together…

I turn and walk quickly away to the car park and pray that I have not exceeded an hour and hence the money left in my meagre purse. It is an NCP car park – but I cannot find a machine to pay my fee. Puzzled by this, I walk up 7 flights of stairs to get my car and drive the zig-zag route to the outside. All the way down I look out for instructions of how and where to pay. There are none. I now worry that I will have to pay on the way out and will hold people up if I don’t have enough cash in place because I’ve now exceeded the magical £3.00 hour…

In mild panic I then drive back up to the 7th level (because that is the only place there is a space) and then run back down to check out the payment situation. Finally I discover at the exit that you pay a cashier upon leaving… How quaint… I hare back up to the 7th level and zig-zag my car back down to the exit barrier.

I hand over my ticket and the cashier announces that the fee is £3.00 – I made it!!!

It takes me another 15 / 20 minutes to negotiate through the heavy traffic.  Finally, after all this kerfuffle, I’m away from the town and speeding along the dual carriageway which will take another 30 minutes to get me home.

At this point my brain calms down and then catches up with my situation. Now I that think about, I know that I have PLENTY of money in the bank – so WHAT is going on? I budget carefully and check my account regularly… So have I inadvertently spent it or has it been stolen??? The journey home seems to take for ever…

Finally I reach my street and park up.  I dash into the house, telephone my bank and the exact amount of money I thought I had in my account, IS in my account. I have no payments due that would eat up the amount.  Rather than having ‘insufficient funds’, it turns out that in fact I had more than sufficient monies in place, so it must have been a random banking error or just ‘one of those things’…

So… whilst I was in the midst of this maelstrom of a minor ‘adventure’, I kept chanting a favourite (self invented) mantra to myself, which was: ‘stay calm, it will all be handled’.  I repeated those words to myself and trusted that it would all be resolved.  And so it was…

And of course, now with the benefit of hindsight, it’s actually really FUNNY…

Hum… You know, may be that top and I just weren’t destined for each other and it will have another, happier life with someone else… There may be other tops in my future – just as sheer and pretty that would make me look and feel as fabulous… But, and I know it’s a big but… If any of my Stratford friends wish to stroll past Oxfam and purchase a size 12 black chiffon and silver decorated top, and then pass it back my way… I might just love them for ever… Yes – I can live with out it, but oh, it WAS lovely…

And still I’m left with the dratted DVD of ‘Love & Other Drugs’ that Oxfam would not let me return.  All I’m saying is, that it had better be GOOD, since THAT is how I will be spending what’s left of my Bank Holiday!  Well that and writing a blog of course…

So my mantra saved the day.  And I’m reminded that I am both ditzy and as it turns out, incredibly resourceful.  And last, although certainly not least – I remembered to celebrate and learn… again

“It will all be handled… Just Trust…”

Here’s to a Happy Blonde Bank Holiday…

From: Sandra – Transient Goddess, Coach and Author

You can Contact Me by clicking here…

I’m also variously known as:

* The award winning Author of Peachey Letters – Love Letters to Life and Co-Author of The F-Factor.  You can buy them both at Amazon by clicking on the highlighted titles / hyperlinks above, and at all good book sites around the globe.
* The Director of LifeWork Consultancy & Coaching – find out more here…
* As an International Book Awards Finalist – 2015, Women’s Issues Category
* The Winner of a Women Inspiring Women Award – 2013
* As being shortlisted for Women’s Coach in the APCTC Awards – 2014, as well as being nominated in 2012 & 2013
* Also as being Nominated for a Networking Mummies National Recognition Award – 2015…