What can I say?
There isn’t a lot I can say really. I just updated my twitter (link to the right) to say I’d fallen out of love with the blog, and was tempted to make a new one. Why?
Just saying that was enough to make me struggle to remember my password and log back in.
Then I notice the Christmas theme I set the last time I blogged and it was so sad. Back in September I blogged once, daily, for a month. Just to force myself back into the swing of writing words pre-November’s NaNoWriMo (check the past posts if you want to find out more)
I should WANT to write. I should be striving everyday to get some more of MY words out there in BIG, WIDE WORLD. And yet I shy away from it all the time.
A little of it is that aching feeling of having nothing worthwhile saying. I don’t wholly agree with that though. I don’t think there are many things, shy of abusive and bullying nonsense, that isn’t worth saying.
Now, whether it’s worth someone else reading it, is another matter entirely. I wouldn’t blame anyone for not wanting to read the nonsene I come out with sometimes. But I know for sure, the more I write, like a conversation with a faithful friend, the more you explore the ins and outs of whatever’s niggling you at the time, the fresher you feel and the wiser you are for the exploration.
So nothing ventured, nothing gained. I’m already a good way into a blog now. I know, I’m just splurting it all out there but hey ho.
2010 came along and smacked me in the face like an alarm ringtone rattling your eardrums at 6.30am.
I did a month’s course in catering & hospitality. I got a new job at a gallery & theatre. I sat down a lot of the time and did some BIG THINKING (soul searching). I listened to lots of new music and I turned the bass up hardcore on the stereo.
I went to see the Prodigy at Doncaster Dome, who were effin’ AWESOME.
I cut down on my use of caps, though this post seems to deny that truth.
I saw some awesome friends, and realised just how awesome one of them is. Someone who I’d thought of as ‘just a mate’ I discovered is actually a wonderful, thoughtful, friend of mine.
And that’s a bloody good feeling.
So. No apologies. I can’t take back time. I can’t tell you all about Christmas and New Year because THIS IS FEBRUARY AND THIS IS A NEW YEAR AND WE DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT STUFF THAT’S ALREADY HAPPENED.
On, on, and further on. Let’s soldier into the future. I might blog while I do it, I might not, but we’re all heading in the same direction and that’s what matters the most.
Love you long time,
E x
p.s. no spell checking, no reading back, so if you spot a typo, go you! personally i don’t a ****.
