Navel Gazing

So I had a nice blog post written for this evening - not the nostalgia one I had planned - as I'm too tired for that, but just a nice retrospective one about writing and why I write this blog. Anyway like a total stupidgirl I accidently deleted the entire thing - and then the autosave saved the blank version - thanks blogger!


There's no point crying over lost words, I'm too tired for that, so I'm just going to summarise, in bullet points, what I said. Just for entertainment, sorry if you feel this is a cop out but I really wanted to write something tonight as I am going away tomorrow + won't have a chance to blog again until the weekend.

• I started blogging in 2009 for no apparent reason 'cept I felt I needed to write. I wasn't really sure why and I'm still not. I don't think what I have to say is all that interesting and there are many people who are much more articulate but for some reason I'm still here
• The snippet of book I posted last week is from a thriller I started working on last year involving twin girls, multiple personality disorder + a serial killer obsessed with nursery rhymes. I got way too bogged down with over-thinking the book and gave up after 5k words. 
• I used work and rock climbing as a substitute for writing. This does not work. Especially when you read around 2 books per week like I do. That little voice in your head is saying "writewritewrite". It's kind of hard to ignore so...
• I woke up with an entire book plot in my head in August 2010. I kind of fooled around with some character sketches and bits + pieces but not more than around 2k words. I left it.
• Then a "friend" mentioned NaNoWriMo, I thought fuck it, I can write 50k words, doesn't mean it'll be any good. So I did. So we're here and I have 50k words of "book"
• I plan to use this blog to encourage me to write regularly and come february I hope to have enough confidence to finish my Nano book. I need to write around another 30k words.
• My future plans for this blog involve writing mini essays on subjects that interest me like Nostalgia and Chocolate and Generation Y etc. I will also keep on doing my weekend lists and random book reviews and generally waffling on as you guys seem to like it and I want to keep you happy.
• I also plan to do some interviews with people I find interesting, so twitter peeps this means you These will be a little like the Observer's `This Much I Know I True. If you would be happy to be interviewed DM me or tweet me or comment below.

So that's pretty much it for tonight, just one more thing. Here's a tiny snippet from my nano book for you - don't forget, it's totally unedited, all errors are MINE!

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Nano Snippet

Sometimes I feel as if my brain is atrophying, there is just a white void in my skull where the knowledge should be. I feel hungry for something, but I’m not sure what. It’s like having a word right on the tip of your tongue but it just being out of reach. I see things, I hear conversations, read the odd paper and it stirs me up but again, that sensation of something sliding out of my grip. I don’t have to think any harder than how to please Michael and dullness of this is starting to terrify me. I think maybe the medication isn’t working anymore. At the Convent they started us on the medication as soon as we arrived. Just a little, white, round pill, no markings nothing – it’s your medication, take it, the nuns would say. And being good girls we’d wash it down with our morning juice.