...I've basically finished my second year of Kingston University. I can't tell you how much I hate it. People who enjoy it... I just, I just don't understand. How? How do you guys do it? Share your fricking wisdom.
Well anyway, as I was saying, I hate it but it has done something for me. On top of forcing me to write (because I haven't been very motivated) it has made me write a story that could actually be the one and most likely only book I will finish. Lets face it I'm not a finisher. I scrapped each and every draft I had ever written because it was poor and frankly not me anymore.
This story is very mundane. It is bleak and really nothing ever happens - which may not sound like much but actually suits me very well. I'm not going to go into detail because I have to submit it for one of my modules but after that's done I will give you an extract.
I am currently reading
because I CAN.
Saturday, 17 August 2013
Friday, 16 August 2013
Alright, so it's been round about 2 years since I last posted. You will no longer see any of my posts because I realised how retarded I was as a teenager. So my friend davey* started up her blog again recently because she wanted to get her work out there. I'm about the same with my writing. It's sweet that we try but lets face it, its slim-pickins. I've already accepted that we will, in the future, be the ones drinking in the middle of the day, wondering where all the time went.