So yeah, I recently started writing again. It was just before Christmas actually. This year me and Mark were in Malta visiting his family, and he was doing work for his masters a lot so I had more free time than I wanted, and (for once) I didn't feel like Guild Wars. So I started writing. There was a story there, and it had been building for a while, it must've been for the rush the first part came out in. Now I'm playing with the lives of characters again.
I have to say, I am really enjoying it again; probably for the first time since I was at uni really. I don't have any deadlines except those I set myself, and I don't have any specification for where it could go.
Other than that I've generally been taking time out, causally looking for work (probably more casually than I should have been really). Now, though, I plan to step up that effort. I realised over Christmas that I really dislike not earning money and not being able to look at something I want in a shop and think "I could buy that" because I can't.
Last time I blogged was actually in August, and since then I have done almost nothing. In my blog description it says I have a hunger for life. Well now I'm wondering, where did that go? I mean I am happy, it's true, but there's purpose missing too. I need to find that again because at the moment it's not like I'm working towards anything really, and I should be because I feel restless.
So I need a job. No! I want a job. And I want to work and to get up knowing I am needed somewhere, and to be so pushed for time that I long to write so that I do write. I want to be able to afford to live.
This is what I want, and this is what I will get, and nothing will stop me.
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