Second Time Lucky

This morning I began a long, rambling post about fame and success which got stuck in several bogs and dead ends, so I’ve abandoned that and started again. Today I did a bit of sorting out and discovered a pile of old notebooks in an ottoman beside the bed. I don’t often delve into the ottoman because it’s basically my bedside table and is covered in such useful items as earplugs, a pumice stone, a water bottle, an inhaler and a tablet dispenser filled with thyroxin, all nestling between heaps and heaps of books. There’s a lot of sweeping clear to be done before I can look inside, hence I only do so about once a year. And lo! I discovered a laptop bag full of old diaries. I got briefly excited in the hope that there might also be old poetry books too, but there were none; sadly these are all in storage as I feared. I was really hoping to find some because I need some more poems to bring my collection up to 60 pages, but I’ll just have to use what I’ve got. There’s nothing wrong with it – quite the contrary – but I just have the impression that it may not be what the publishers are looking for. But we’ll see.

So of course when I find an old diary I can never resist having a look through. As I said the other day it’s interesting to find out what my preoccupations were. What was I thinking in 2006? What was I feeling? What were my anxieties? I seem to have been exercised by Ofsted at one point; at another point to have walked out of a church service because I felt disconnected from it, then sitting in a cafe and pondering joining the Quakers; a week later I was preoccupied by waiting to hear from someone called Cheryl (I have no idea who Cheryl was) I was also writing about Sound Cafe, a homeless project where I was resident poet, and always, always moaning about not having time to write. This was a perpetual problem in those days, with two home-educated children, part-time peripatetic teaching work and preparing to run a teacher-training course. Summer and Christmas were my times for reflection and writing, and they were never long enough. Thankfully this is not a problem I have now.

So that was interesting. I’ve put the notebooks on my bookshelf now and I’m trying to decide what should go in the ottoman.

Christmas-wise I’ve written the cards but not posted them, bought the presents and finished knitting Maisie’s hat and mittens. I’m very pleased with them.

What have you been up to?

Kirk out

3 thoughts on “Second Time Lucky

  1. I’m sure you would find my routine very boring, but I tend to be a bit of a butterfly, these days; I like to have a project, which can stretch out for weeks, or even months at a time, but there never seems to be enough time for everything, so I have to shoehorn other tasks, which I try not to regard as obligations, for obvious reasons, into this somewhat lax schedule. I like to send new content to my Wilfred Books blog as often as I can, in the vain hope that this might interest a new reader or two in buying Black Shirt and Smoking Beagles [note to self: reminder post needed to suggest as Christmas present, in contravention of my stated views], so I have a few book reviews in preparation, in addition to sharing posts from other blogs that are relevant to writing & publishing. Otherwise, I like to keep tinkering away at the code for a blog I’ve created on my personal website; there are actually 2, just to complicate matters [glutton for punishment, or what?], because the main site, of which the blog is only one section, isn’t mobile-friendly, so I wrote an alternative, standalone blog, using the same content, that is. Check it out, if you feel so inclined: It’s not fancy [yet, anyway] but the important thing is that it works [please do tell me if you experience any problems, however], and it’s all my own work. 😀

    Oh, and I really should put together a new showreel, in the vain hope that it might bring in some decent acting work, but with things being the way they are at the moment, I don’t think that’s a priority: it’s a round tuit job 😉

    Cheers, Jon.

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