I didn't get much done in the way of writing in June. At least, not my personal stuff.
I moved house mid-June and started my new job on the 15th of June. I had planned out my first week by going and talking to people in the community and getting to know where I'm living now.
The place I live is a small town, with a population of around 5000. It's mostly rural, but it's a really lovely little town with Scandinavian heritage.
I pretty much hit the ground running within my first week, getting my first story done on the Wednesday and in the paper. I'm trying to think of an apt analogy. Being back in journalism is like putting on an old coat or something. One that was always warm and comfortable but maybe with some alterations so it's both new and old. Something like that.
I knew it was going to take a little time for me to adjust to working full-time again, and while I'm still a little tired at night, I'm starting to adjust. The nice thing is that I don't have to take my car if I'm not planning on going far to interview people, as I live about five minutes' walk from work.
So, yeah, I'm doing pretty well. It's already starting to get busy with a few articles in the works. Everyone has been lovely so far and I think management are even pleased with what I've been doing thus far.
I still have a bit of unpacking to do and a bit of sorting out, but I'll get there eventually.