I figured it was time for an update. It's been nearly a month.
Funny, but now I'm actually writing (I'm editing one novel, researching for another, I've just started a writing course -
http://howtothinksideways.com, and, in my infinate wisdom and five days late, I've decided I would like to have a go at Script Frenzy -
http://scriptfrenzy.org) I don't blog. The trouble with me is I like the idea of having my own home on the web, a sort of hub where I can post excerpts from WIP's and things, but I keep forgetting to post.
Eh... I complain when I can't write, and then I complain when I can.
I guess that's one of the tricks to combat lack of motivation - take on a load of stupid projects without thinking about it and then moan when I can't possibly keep up with them all. I still haven't starting going to kickboxing classes, but then again, I might start community theatre instead. I'll just be glad when I don;t have to go to college anymore. But knows, it may be sooner than you'd think, if last Friday afternoon was anything to go by....
Still, I'll find out tomorrow.
You see, the above paragraph is why I am a victim, according to Holly Lisle. I sit about waiting for things to happen to me, so I can do something. It's all 'Yeah, if I get sacked, I'll do this, and I won't have to do that anymore'. I don't actually want to get sacked. It wouldn't particularly bother me, but it would be incredibly humiliating, and considering the current ecomonic climate, it might be a year before I get another job. If I do get the sack, I think I'd like to become a vetinary nurse. I know it will mean more courses and whatnot, and it might be nice to pick a proffesion that I can actually spell, but it would be a change.