A note about the books I have read

For a long time I used to keep a database of all the books I had read. Unfortunately in one change of computer it corrupted and I haven't really used it since. I missed keeping a list and a note of the books I have read even if the idea is just a bit 'anal'. In my defence it used to be a good way of checking which books I had read by a particular author.

Anyway I have decided to use my blog in the same way. It gives me a record of what I have read and also a little review in case anyone is interested. So from now on anyone reading this blog will be able to read mini reviews and maybe pick up and interesting book or two.

Decision Time

I have made a momentous decision and now I am scared to death. I wish I hadn't told anyone my big decision, but I have told my BF and now feel I can't go back. And in reality I don't want to go back I am just not sure how to go forward.

I have decided to try, no I have decided to finish the novel I started as part of my degree.

I enjoyed working on it, I got really good feedback from one tutor (she gave me a mark in the first bracket) and an OK mark from the other tutor (but in reality he didn't really get me or my writing but then he didn't seem to really get anyone elses writing). I know it is a story that 'has legs' as they say, plenty to work on and that the basic story line is well planned already. In fact, it is almost all planned although not down to chapters but the structure is well placed.

So why am I so scared. I guess it is that fear of failure stuff. Can I really do this and even if I have the self discipline to finish the work, will it be any good. I have visions of a million drafts and lots and lots of rejections. But hey, isn't that a writers life. And maybe if I get the bad one out of the way I can move on to something special.

Anyway now I have told more people - I am going to finish my novel.

So I guess there is no backing out now!

Whatever

So many words to fill the pages
So little time in the day
Don't be afraid to fill up the page.
Just write.

Whatever comes into your mind.
Whatever comes into your brain.
Whatever.

By DiH

I have put this piece on my blog before in a slightly different form but this kinda keeps with the theme of finding time to write, finding time to do what you love, being confident to just put words to paper. Whatever.

Instead

I've got so many things to do
each
rushing
around
my head.

Instead
i'm lazing in my bed
with a scruffy dog
lying on my head.

By DiH

Sorry if you have read this before but I just found this piece in some paperwork and thought it was a bit appropriate to a blog that I read. (Have changed it slightly from original though).

And another thing

When I started thinking about things that really wind me up, another thing popped into my mind. I find it equally as annoying as specific/pacific but probably more commonly used. Although I suspect that this word is not technically correct I just find it the most condescending thing you can say to someone. It is kinda saying 'I hear what you are saying but I really think it is of no consequence and that you are complete child to be patted on the head'.

And what is this word, I hear you ask?

Bless

People say this word and I know it should be a nice thing but it just winds me up, I don't think it really matters how it is said the word itself is just condescending and well, bloody horrible. Yet again something that seems to have become very fashionable. I just want to say 'Up Yours' when people say Bless, even when they are saying it to someone else.

It is just me or does this piss off other people.

Ten Minute Window

Garry wakes glancing at the alarm clock and realises he has time to stretch. He rolls over onto his back and pulls up the Navy Blue stripped duvet until only his head remains uncovered.

Garry stares at the ceiling. He closes his eyes tightly and watches the colours behind his eye lids. They change from blue to yellow; from yellow to green; from green to red which then merges into a rainbow kaleidoscope.

And slowly his mind wanders back to the distance dreams and happy memories of the night. And sleep.

Garry is returned to life by the manufactured sound of his mobile phone intimidating his favourite rock tune; the sound reminding him to move with its insistent five minute snooze function.

Life

It occured to me today, that if life is a race than I am just happy to be running and not sure that winning really matters anymore.

by DiH