So this first post on my new blog page will be about me and why I'm starting a blog, a tad conventional I know but at least it’s a start. I'm a twenty-something, short, blonde ...what? I don't have a career as such, more something I love to do which costs me money and something else I do which pays the bills. For the bill paying bit I work in Events and External Relations at a University. For the other bit I'm a writer, mainly the academic, non-fiction sort at the moment but I'm determined to resurrect my fictional writing dream, long since resigned to the bottom drawer while I try to do stuff which might actually support me and any future family. So to facilitate this resurrection, I now have two beautiful new notebooks, purchased from Paperchase in London, and a blog. The theory is that by forcing myself to write something on a regular basis which other people will read, I’ll remember how to write unselfconsciously.
This reminds me so much of the first page of a new notebook or jotter, when you finally finished your old exercise book at school and the teacher handed you a new one it was a fresh start. You'd be better this time, you'd always write neatly and take care of it...it always lasted about two days. I've often wondered if my sister has the same anxiety over the first mark on her canvas as I do over the first sentence in a new notebook.
For now the notebooks remain in their wraping, but the first blog post is going out into the void.
Goodnight dear void...