It’s been nearly 3 months since I last wrote a post on here. Nearly a quarter of a year where I’ve let things slip and haven’t been keeping up with this blog or my writing in general. I’ve tried, but haven’t been able to do much. Yesterday I sat down and forced myself. Twenty minutes later I have 270 words down on the page. The start of a new story. A story that’s been going around inside my head for about 6 months now. It feels good to get it down on paper. (or screen) Although I do know the ending already, something that rarely happens to me. I don’t know how long the story is, although I’m going to guess at not that long, but I do know the ending. And all I want to do is write that bit down. Forget the rest. I’m hoping that will turn into momentum and I’ll get the story down in no time. I’m really happy with the plot and hope it comes out the way I want it. I’ve decided to focus on this, something fresh after a long break, before picking up old projects. I’ll be 21 in 2 months and 4 days. The aim is to have some kind of plan then.
I have finally finished University. No more exams, essays, portfolios, presentations. Nothing. I’m so glad it’s over. The last year in particular has been a bit of a nightmare. I think it might be my outlook on it, rather than the quality of the university but I was starting to feel stuck there. It’s been about a month since the last exam and I can’t describe how much better I feel. The Dissertation, I’m ashamed to admit, was mostly written in just over 5 hours. I lost so much of it, due to a memory problem on my laptop. I left everything to the last moment and completed it in one five hour stretch. 5500 words in one sitting. I did achieve a B with it. I’m shocked at that. I don’t know what I’m going to do with the story. I might put it on here one day, or I might just leave it in a folder and leave it to be found five years from now when I barely remember it. I say that because I’ve been doing a lot of sorting out recently and have found stories (paragraphs) I wrote towards the end of GCSEs and the start of sixth form which was around five years ago. It’s a strange feeling.
Today I started reading Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King. I’m only 25 pages into it, but what an opening. Being pulled in that much two pages in is an amazing feeling. I know I’m going to finish this one quickly. It’s been quite a while since I read a book, glad it’s a good one.
I’ll try to update more regularly.
Thanks for reading,