If you were joining me today for coffee, I would actually offer you wine. I’ve just opened a lovely shiraz, courtesy of Jacob’s Creek – probably the only creek I’d like to be stuck up without a paddle! Hehe! Too early for you? I will put the kettle on instead. 🙂
I have so much writing to do at the moment, yet I can only concentrate on one commitment at a time, which is annoying. I’m not posting nearly as much as I’d like to on this blog, plus I have a 700-1000 word article on dating in the wake of #MeToo to write for my freelance journalism course. Instead, I’ve been writing poetry.
Now I’m not claiming to be a brilliant poet, or even a poet full-stop. I just attempt to put words together in a pretty way and click post. I’m not sure it even works, but it appears to be my passion right now. If you’d like to, you can check out my ‘poetry’ over at Fragments of my Mind. It is pretty dark stuff, but I’m channeling from my darkest moments. People seem to relate to this stuff, on Facebook anyway.
My reasoning is, if I want to get something published soon-ish, then poetry may be the direction to head in – for now anyway. It doesn’t seem too difficult. However, the general public may have a different opinion!
I really do have to start/finish my article though, and pretty sharpish. I enrolled on the Professional Freelance Journalism course back in September 2016, and the article is only my second assignment. So I am embarrassingly behind, and it isn’t even funny anymore – not that it ever was. I need to pull my finger out, as they say. I may post it once I’ve completed it, and ask for feedback. So watch this space.
What is funny is the amount of ‘important’ things I find to do when I should be writing. Spring-cleaning seems to be very interesting at the minute, and it isn’t even spring. I’m also watching a lot of tv, mainly box sets on Netflix and Amazon Prime. I’m particularly loving Lucifer, Scream, Bates Motel, and Blue Planet 2. And I’m A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here starts tonight, which is my favourite reality tv show. For those outside of GB, ten ‘celebs’ are dropped into the Australian rainforest and left to fend for themselves, while taking part in lots of yucky Bush Tucker Trials to win food for the camp. Expect snakes, huge spiders, and contestants eating kangaroo’s testicles. I kid you not! It’s brilliant!!
Anyway, I should go and carry on with/start my assignment. I’ll post it when it’s completed – any and all feedback will be greatly appreciated!
I hope your coffee was okay. I think I’m starting to get the hang of making a decent cup of coffee. Apologies if I’m deluded!
Enjoy the rest of your day! 💜