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I’m a Rooster.

Gittin' ideas on a Croatian isle...

I’m finally a rooster,I’m a rooster – and no, that is not Chinese astrology (where I’m  dog, woof woof), it’s getting up at the crack of dawn type rooster person.

This morning, I got up at 6pm and I sat down and wrote uninterrupted for an hour before heading to work. You may now applaud.

I am not a morning person. Like Bart Simpson, I was blissfully unaware that there was a six o’clock in the morning too, at least the only times I’d ever stumbled upon it were at the end of long stumbling nights… And when people spoke of ‘morning pages’ I scoffed – not for me, I said, I’m rather more the Keith Richards close to the witching hour kind of artist, innit.

There was the occasional,well intentioned morning when I set my alarm clock – but nothing came of it. And all the better, I mused, as I’m awful before the first caffine injection of the day and still carry a warning sign up to two hours afterwards…

So.. what happened? Age, a job, life I guess – and mostly because these evenings I’ve been promising myself that I’d spend writing,  I’ve been too tired post work to do anything more than answer a few emails and edit a few stories (if I’m lucky). The result is that the first half of this year has been remarkably unproductive. And there i was, on my Croatian isle, kicking back on Krk for a few days with my Croatian buddy Marina when I started to think aobut how I was going to get the writing done… and it came to me in one fell divine flash swoop ‘Get thee up early” …

And so, a week on, I set my alarm for six this morning. Woke and sat at my laptop and wrote 1,000 words of a story – sketched out the plot of an idea that had been buzzing around my head for a couple of weeks. Now its on paper and I’ll visit it again tomorrow morning  at 6pm and expand.  And I’ll have it in some sort of shape so I can edit it at the weekend and then start on another idea I have next week.

Moreover, I was so pleased with my little achievement – I was buzzing for the rest of the day.

Lets hope I can keep this up!


Back

And she’s back… after two weeks of holiday covering a sleepy break in rainy Croatia, a friend-a-minute visit to Budapest and a cousin-a-minute break in Dunmore East.

Did a lot of thinking in Croatia (it was raining – really raining hard, hard hard). Have spun up a zillion new ideas for stories for the novel, for ways to make a living as a writer without having to work in a prison – speaking of which, london riots look like they’ll be supplying me with choc-full with pupils for the next while…

The Open University have deemed me ‘appointable’ to tutordom – just awaiting news on a course now. Newcastle turned down my funding application and have joined the other five universities which offered PhD places but no funding (and that has put the caip bás on the PhD idea). And The Moth Arts magazine will be publishing me in September edition.

Seriously thinking of running workshops to subsidize my living expenses… And I’ve got to work out a timetable whereby I can fit in my writing.. not getting much done these days.

I feel a whole loada resolutions coming on… and thoughts are all scattergun but looking ahead.