To be honest, I forgot my password, didn’t get round to sorting out a new one and then forgot all about maintaining this blog.
The writing didn’t go too well. I have discovered I have no self disipline so sitting down to write anything just didn’t happen…well not to any great extent anyway. So I have now enrolled on a science course. Only a short, five month one but I am enjoying it so far although it is hard going and I am thinking I should have chosen an easier one to start with. But I am happier emersed in facts rather than trying to kick start my imagination. I spent last night reading about how to measure the distance of galaxies…and I can safely say I am none the wiser this morning. So I will continue to do battle with parsecs and light years later on. 🙂
I found out this morning that a man I used to work for has died in a tragic accident. He drowned after being swept away by a huge wave while on holiday with his partner, she also died. He wasn’t just a man I used to work, for he was a friend. I haven’t seen him in a couple of years and I was thinking only the other day how I should get in touch with him and catch up. Now I can’t.
It made me think about how we let people slide away from us. You think about them, wonder how they are, what they’re doing but you keep putting off until tomorrow the phone call or visit. You never think they may not be there. So tomorrow never comes and they slip further away. I now wish I had popped in to see him a few weeks ago when I thought about it but like most people it just didn’t enter my head that one day the option to catch up would no longer be there.
Hold on to the people you care about. Don’t let them slip away!
I just popped out to the local shop and on my way back I noticed everywhere seemed to be strewn with litter. I’m not sure why I didn’t notice it on the way there, probably too busy thinking about what I needed from the shop. The more I noticed, the angrier I got. There were fast food containers, carrier bags, beer cans and various other bits of rubbish.
The reason for my suddenly noticing it just lately is that about three weeks ago I was walking my dog and when we returned home his paw was bleeding, quite badly. So the next day off we go to the vets who tells me he has quite badly cut his paw on something very sharp indeed as i has sliced his pad like the type of wound you would expect a razor blade to make, so his guess was it was a tin can. I am now four hundred and fifty english pounds lighter and my dog, yesterday had his nine stitches removed from his paw and all because some idiot decided he/she would just throw his/her can of pop/beer on the floor and not give a shit. From what I am noticing more and more these idiots are growing in number!!
It occured to me today how I am always thinking about how much I would love to be a writer, I am always thinking about the things I would love to write…but…I never actually write them. So I guess that makes me more a thinker, or a procrastinator who thinks about not procrastinating.
I saw a writing competition that I would like to enter, writing a ghost story. I have written down my initial idea and that is as far as I have got. My head stopped there. I think there must be a groove in my brain somewhere where all my thoughts get stuck, all piled up upon one another squabbling for space. If I could just dig it out the trench and free all the stuck ideas and thoughts I would have enough material to keep me going for quite a while.
Wel I have finally done it and started a blog. No idea what I will say. Just want to see where it takes me. I will be starting a writing course in a few months so perhaps some of that will find it’s way here.
In the meantime it may just be inane waffle and general musings and maonings.