Monday, 11 December 2017


Hey guys, and happy Monday! I hope you all had great weekends and are looking forward to fast approaching Christmas...

Today I am delighted to share with you another DITL post, this time with author Isabella May, who writes fab novels such as Oh! What a Pavlova and The Cocktail Bar. Isabella May lives in (mostly) sunny Andalucia, Spain with her husband, daughter and son, creatively inspired by the sea and the mountains. When she isn’t having her cake and eating it, sampling a new cocktail on the beach, or ferrying her children to and from after school activities, she can usually be found writing.

As a co-founder and a former contributing writer for the popular online women’s magazine, The Glass House Girls - - she has also been lucky enough to subject the digital world to her other favourite pastimes, travel, the Law of Attraction, and Prince (The Purple One).

She has recently become a Book Fairy, and is having lots of fun with her imaginative 'drops'!

The Cocktail Bar is her second novel, following on from the hit sensation, Oh! What a Pavlova, published in 2017. Her third novel is currently being polished up and involves copious amounts of churros con chocolate: watch this space...

Check out Isabella May's day here...

What is a typical day for me as a debut author? I’ve long forgotten because it varies so much… so I will take the weekday mean, the average!
First off, I try – and frequently fail because my six year old has an innate ability to rise just as I do – to meditate. Just for fifteen minutes, that’s all. But inevitably, those golden moments of seeking that much sought after third eye chakra morph into me unloading the dishwasher. 

But if there is one thing I never fail to accomplish, it’s drinking my morning Pink Himalayan sole (water and a little mineral salt), followed half an hour later by a bowl of coconut porridge. Don’t worry, I definitely make up for this orthorexic ritual-like behaviour later…

If it’s a school day, then after drop off at 9am, I am usually straight back to my desk, fat cafe sombra in hand, to hit my target of 1000 words  – that’s if I am working on a new novel. I could also quite easily be editing, keeping up-to-date with my social media, eating cake or brainstorming new ideas. 

In case you hadn’t guessed, I do have a tendency to go off at tangents, and I am a Cake Monster!

And if it’s the summer holidays then things are very different. The Spanish school summer holidays are 11 weeks long. Yes, you did read that correctly: Eleven. Entire. Weeks.
But normally, on a good day, I will hit that 1000 target before I have to pack up and go pick up the children for 2pm. One of the few downsides to living in Spain is the ridiculously short school days (and those super elongated holidays). 

We’ll drive back from school, I’ll fix the kids lunch, sort through the bags for hidden homework  (Spanish schools set a ridiculous amount from a young age, frequently making me want to flee to Denmark). Occasionally I will also come across a pilfered toy from a fellow classmate.

If I’m ‘lucky’ *read: if the children can entertain themselves and resist the temptation to argue*, I might get a nice thirty or forty minute stretch at the laptop to edit, add to a chapter, or answer my emails. Often though, I become Dance Mum – also known as Taxi Mum – a bi-weekly task that involves dropping off and picking up my daughter at the local studio… and all too frequently involves more coffee and cake! My younger son and I will take his reading books or colouring, and I will try my best not to look at my phone. Not to forget my quick change of costume to become Basketball Mum… another twice weekly escapade.

Dinner is served late here compared to the UK and once my husband is through the door just before 7pm, to take over, I will either have a session on my trampoline, jogging to high vibe music with a fabulous view of the Mediterranean sea, or I’ll carry out some Pranic Healing on my ‘guinea pigs’. I have just taken the Level 2 and 3 courses in neighbouring Gibraltar this year. Exciting!

We eat our own ‘grown up’ dinner slightly later than the children, mainly because we all have such diverse food tastes in our household and we’re all far too proud to compromise – plus us adults love our spice (in the food that is…). And then it’s a book and bed. One of the great things about Spain is we hardly ever watch English TV - and we really don’t miss it. We talk so much more in the evenings (well, book-worming aside), and I don’t think we could ever go back to the nightly lure of the box, even if we did move home.

Obviously, at the weekend we let our hair down, go out for tapas and cocktails, or treat ourselves to a fat gin and tonic on the balcony overlooking the sea! 

Thank you so much, Isabella, for appearing on my blog and for sharing your day with us :)

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