Monday 28 May 2012

Back to the drawing board.

I got this book from amazon a while back - its actually quite good - though I got it for £5 not the ridiculous £15 currently advertised, lets be honest there are enough free resources on the internet to make sure your never without an idea should you need one.

Anyway, I flicked open the book and the first line that caught my eye was this:
        "A woman searching for a long lost love finds him in prison"


Gotta be honest wouldn't be my first choice...but lets see where it takes us. Going to NYC tomorrow on holiday so I will do a bit of writing when I can, hopefully posting something next Wednesday.

MJS.

On darker tides the moon has waxed....

Note: The below post will not be edited, except for spelling and some grammar - once I type it, it stays as it is.

So I haven't written anything in a while, have I?....I could give many reasons for this but none of them would stand up to anything approaching scrutiny.

So back to writing...I recently, as an exercise, tried to write a list without thinking (off the cuff as it were) of things I enjoy. Not things I do,  but things deep down that I would do happily for the rest of my life. It was a short list let me tell you. The past year has been just a procession of waiting to go back to work and I think mentally I have struggled to cope. Like chinese water torture, the trick is in the anticipation rather than the deed.

For those that do not know, I work offshore on an oil rig, and as such have a fair amount of time off (about half the year) now with the exception of taking my girlfriend nice places I haven't done a hell of alot with that time - say, for example....write my first book, become a millionaire or get ultramarathon fit....

Which gets me back onto my original topic - I don't do anything I really enjoy, which means when something bad happens to me I have no escape, no outlet, from the anger or black moods. It just sits and stews, I bottle it up or it just sits there at the back of my mind, pissing me off. This means that I end up taking it out of the people around me who I love.

The last hobby I genuinely remember enjoying,  not just doing or being good at (there is a certain satisfaction from playing a good golf shot) but honest to goodness looking forward too, was writing the three short stories (that you can read on this very page) and reading them to an audience. It was only a little writing class of about 10 people, and to be honest the stories could best be described as 'raw' and at worst as 'shite' but still I enjoyed the reactions whether it was good or constructive (this was a 'friendly' group so instead of bad comments we had to make underhanded constructive ones instead....).

And....back to the point of this rather rambling post as I try and pull my mood out of 'black' to a kind of dirty grey. I have decided I am going to be more creative and give myself an outlet - even if nothing comes of it, as I think the last thing you should write a book for is too make money. I have had a book in me for a while now and its about time I stopped re-writing the same chapter over and over and just simply wrote the damn book.

So stick around as I will be posting my short stories here again - and yes they will be 'raw' as I have had little to no training, but hell - who wants to be formulaic anyway....If you could just do me a favour of commenting on the posts whether its good or bad, just let me know what you think - it wont offend me as I have always been my harshest critic.

MJS.

p.s. My list of things I enjoy:
  1. Seeing new things and traveling to new places
  2. Spending time with my parents
  3. Writing but only when I can get feedback
  4. Eating spicy food
  5. Coming home to my girlfriend
  6. Spending time with the friends I describe as 'close'
Told you it was short...