Mrs Yettman

Mrs Yettman is around fiffty years old, but it is difficult to be precise because like many old ladies she is reluctant to share her age. She has grey hair that is just too short to wear up like she'd like. Her eyes are a dark shade of tired brown, but recently she has started to wear contacts which add a certain sparkle to them, especially at night.

She is American. To be precise she is from Ohio, which is a place that I know nothing about. Mrs Yettman's christian name is Kathleen, although she was never christened. Christopher, who for thirty years has been Mr Yettman, dotes over her even more now than when they met. Sometimes however she feels that perhaps he has begun to feel that marraige is just a chore that he has to complete each day.

Her brother, Dafydd, emigrated to Wales a long time ago and she has never really recovered. He chose Wales because after following his family history he found that his great great grandmother was infact Welsh. Neither Dafydd or Mrs Yettman knew her, but still he felt the need to go and explore his heritage, which Mrs Yettman convinced herself she understood.

Now she is in Wales delivering news of a death in the family to her brother. However she is about to die in a terrible accident which will keep the local gossip mongourers for weeks to come. The only problem is that I can't quite bring myself to let go of Mrs Yettman...

For the past year Mrs Yettman has been a huge part of my life. She has sat next to me on the bus, drank white wine with me in my garden, watched Neighbours with me in my living room, cuddled up with me in my bed and even turned away as I used the bathroom. Her presence is constant.

I am a writer and Mrs Yettman is one of my characters. I have just finished a degree in creative writing, in which I decided to write a collection of short stories for my final year project. Mrs Yettman is the central character in one of those stories. Although I have handed this small collection in for marking, and have actually received my mark back (I congratualte myself on a First...) I still feel that these pieces are not yet finished. I have decided to put together a full collection of short stories, focusing around similar and related themes and ideas, and then, once I have a completed collection, I am going to try and have them published. My copy of the Writers' & Artists' Yearbook 2009 is already close at hand. I am going to use this blog, with the help of my now good friend Mrs Yettman, to help me acheive this goal. I hope that it will not only help me get my thoughts in order, thus allowing me to go to the bathroom alone, but also that I will be able to conect with other like minded bloggers /writers who may or may not have anything to say. Anyway, I hope that this blog/journal is of interest to some of you, but right now the Eastenders Omnibus has just started and I promised to make Mrs Yettman a cup of coffee to enjoy while it is on. She likes it white without sugar.