I would wake up to find a wonderful cooked breakfast being delivered on a tray by my wonderful husband. It would consist of bacon, eggy bread, mushrooms, hashbrowns and tomato sauce. Together with orange juice and black coffee.
Then I would have a leisurely shower again assisted by my husband. Then it would be the struggle of getting into clothes that fit and I am comfortable with.
I would discover I have an invitation to speak at the local WI about my newly published autobiography. I would panic and insist I have nothing suitable to wear hence a shopping spree would have to entail. Immediately I would telephone Cleobury Mortimer and my dear friend at a lingerie shop to make sure I looked my best in the underwear department.
I would also treat myself to a twice yearly hairdo and a biannual manicure. Once satisfied with my appearance I would set off to do my speech. Would I prepare it in advance of course I would. I don't want to make a fool of myself. Perhaps I would write two versions one for the younger members of the WI and one for the older ones. I would never be sure what age would be there and if both were I would merge the two speeches together. Well at least that is what I tell myself.
Once the speech is over the ladies of the WI are asking me how I got into writing and what made me accept the challenge of getting my writing out there to be published.
Now my first public speaking event is successfully over I know realise I have a second string to my writing bow and can utilise this skill too.
I just have to learn to promote myself on the internet, via word of mouth and hope that I get many bookings.
Next I have a book signing to attend. I envisage a long queue on to the pavement from the bookshop but knowing my real life it would be one person from the bookshop requiring a book signed by moi.
I suppose one fantasy a day is good enough and the book signing will be another wonderful fantasy in time.
My other fantasies would be to get something published in a nature magazine similar to what I have described in my previous post. If only I had remembered a camera.
Well that is my fantasy life. I wonder what everyone else's ideas are.
Thank you Julie for inspiring me.