So, as I said, the year's going great so far. I'm not watching any TV at all really, unless I happen to accidentally go downstairs for something and notice that Kev's watching 'Have I Got News For You' and get sucked into the telly. But mostly I am sitting in my 'office' and reading and doing a little bit of writing. I am just enjoying the productive vibe that's going on. I have lots to do, and not enough time to do it all. That's okay though, I'm just doing which bits I can. I've got very lovely business cards now, which I need to distribute properly. So far I have only sent some to Preston Uni via my friend Sara, and I have posted some on the Whale Tail noticeboard - this is clearly not going to make me rich. I must do more. I had intended to go to the Guardian office and give them one of my cards, but I've chickened out so far - this is exactly the wrong thing to do. See, what I've done there, is I've imagined that I'll make a tit of myself, and I've made the Guardian office a scary place to go. Now, it's very unlikely that I will actually make a tit of myself, because all I have to do is ask if they have any vacancies for a proofreader. They will either say no, or they will say maybe. It's very unlikely that they'll just say yes, and give me a job. But all I want to do is give them my card and let them see that I'm enterprising. Then I have to go to the university and distribute some cards there - that's also easy, but I've allowed it to grow into a task of Herculean proportions simply by putting it off. All I have to do there is go into the library and ask if I can put my card on the noticeboard. It's not difficult. I've no need to fear rejection, because I already know what that feels like.
|My pretty little business cards. Apologies if you think they're a bit trite (I said 'trite'), but they're very me, |
and I'm not about to pretend to be someone I'm not :)
I'll try to do these things on Friday morning - that is my only window, and I must use it wisely.
I have been writing, as I said. Writing my mammoth Faerie novel - that is, my novel-of-mammoth-proportions that is entitled 'Faerie', not a novel about mammoth Faeries, or Faerie mammoths. It was very nice to get back into it, and to move the story along a good bit. I'm getting right into the action now, and it's starting to become exciting again. And writing that stuff also inspired some ideas for hubs. Hubs are great, and I've missed writing them - I did see them as a bit of a procrastination exercise, but actually, they're not, because they keep me writing and keep that creative bit of my brain in shape. I've neglected the hubs, and probably as a consequence, I've neglected all of my writing for the past few months. It's refreshing to be writing just anything again. I hope I don't have another break like that for a very long time. Writing makes me feel like I'm on holiday.
So, I have much to say, and lots of places and platforms to say it on and in and at. Wednesday morning feels like just exactly the right morning to make some headway - if I don't get ill again.
Honestly (just a little moan) - has anyone else been ill for the past month? This year's coldy-fluey thing is a horrible one, that just doesn't seem to want to eff off. That's all I'm saying about that - people have worse things than colds!
Addendum 1: I'm so brainless. I've already written about some of the things I've just mentioned here. How is it that I can completely forget that I've written in this blog since New Year? What is bloody wrong with me? I think I need to go back to Barbados for a week.
Addendum 2: I have just been looking at my statistics for this blog, and it hardly gets read at all! Lots of posts have been read less than once. Less. Than. Once. Hmph! But I did notice that posts that were tagged with a famous person, or a topical issue, got a lot more views than other ordinary posts. So I've tagged this post with a handful of famous people to see what effect that has. Just a little game, you understand. No doubt the people who drop by to see what I'm writing about Rhod Gilbert will pop right off again once they realise they've been had. (I love Rhod Gilbert though - he's a very sexy man.)