Wednesday, 31 December 2014

I forgot I had a blog.

I've been flirting with the idea of starting a new blog for the past couple of weeks - stolen looks at my laptop keyboard from across the room, fantasies about beautiful photo posts with saucy depth of field - and then today it occurred to me that I probably already had a blog floating somewhere in the internet wilderness. I quickly Googled myself (cheeky) and there it was! A sad little blog with a few posts from last year. Sorry, blog. I let you down. I'm here to redeem myself. Would you like a chocolate truffle?

I'm rubbish at writing. I rarely do it anymore, except when I'm scribbling down half-formed scripts to turn into videos. When I was younger I used to keep a diary, and write lots of very thinly-vieled rip-off novels about wizarding academies. At uni at least I was forced to bang out a few thousand words every couple of weeks to maintain my gentlewoman's 2:1. Now I've got a full time job that keeps me out of the house from 7am - 7pm, I do little chunks of freelance work, I make two YouTube videos a week and on top of that I try to maintain a social life and put aside an hour every Monday to watch Kourtney and Khloe Take the Hamptons. It's all go go go.

If I'm ever going to achieve my dream of becoming a millionaire off the back of my outstandingly successful feminist pirate novels, I've got to get a move on and give this writing thing another go. I don't do New Year's resolutions really, but I do like goals, however small. Here are my goals for next year:

  • Make the most of January!
  • Move out of parents' house
  • Find a good therapist
  • Buy a fancy scarf
  • Back up my laptop every Sunday
  • Write a weekly blog post

2015, let's do this.