Hello again! I bet you’ve been wondering where I’d got to!
No… you haven’t?
It’s been brought to my attention that my blog is going to be a year old next week. *pulls party popper but nothing happens* emm… but unfortunately there isn’t much to celebrate.
My last real post was eight months ago. My excuse? I don’t have time. Oh, I know if I really wanted to be a writer I would get up at 5am every day to write, or would wait until the house is sleeping before putting pen to paper… but those of you that know me will know I’m lazy, and those of you that have seen me, will know I can’t afford to lose any beauty sleep.
My dilemma is that my writing time is precious – when I do get time to concentrate on it, I try to focus on my WIP or on the short story collection I’ve been trying to put together or on writing a poem for a competition deadline. The blog, unfortunately, seems to be at the bottom of the pile.
And the thing is, I’ve had plenty to blog about… I could have been boasting about some of my small successes… a poem finally published, printed and everything, with my name on it in Causeway Magazine in May… (Look – it’s even on the first page!)
Or bleating about the fact that I actually got paid for a piece of my writing for the very first time…(Ok, it was only two tiny pages and it was for work – but it still counts, right?)
But there always seems to be something more important to do. (Clean the toilet, make healthy family meals, exercise the chinchilla, do a podcast, write an email, dye my hair, homework, watch Prison Break etc etc)
To illustrate my point (perhaps in too much detail) here is a short snippet I found in one of my many neglected notebooks…
Some days I haven’t got time
To cut my toenails, or blow my nose,
Or a Number 2 –
It’s been ages since I did one of those.
So… here it is… my first birthday blog wish…
*scrunches eyes shut and blows out the candle*
What did I wish for?
Well, I can’t tell you, can I? Otherwise it won’t come true. But go on, I bet you can guess…