All posts tagged: motivation

Lost, Found, and Rambling On About Nonsense – Just A Normal Day Then

It we were having coffee, well firstly, let me apologise for my absence. As you have probably realised, I’m not great at maintaining a regular blogging schedule so my attendance at the Weekend Coffee Shares has been somewhat spotty over the last few months. *Ahem* Let me change that to non-existent. I’ve decided to stop saying ‘but I’m back and this time it’s going to be different, I’m going to post on a schedule, build up a reserve of posts to use on the days where I don’t want to write.’ I’ve said it before and it’s never worked so instead I’m going to say this. I’ve been relatively good this week. Let’s wait until Monday to see about next week. Apart from my lacking of blogging I’ve had a productive start to 2017. Yesterday I got an email confirming that I’d passed my Accountant Technicians Diploma with distinction, Shadow Dawn is at 61,943 words and growing, and I’ve got some plans lined up for April that I’m feeling pretty excited about. What plans you ask? …

Fake It Till You Make It – Not Letting Nerves Destroy You

When I get nervous I feel physically sick. This weight drops in my stomach, the back of my neck begins to prickle, and I feel like I want to leap out of my own skin. Sometimes I get to the point where I feel like I might start vibrating on the spot there’s so much nervous energy whirling around inside me. That’s how I feel every time I start to think about finishing my book and starting to look for literary agents. When the chance to submit to a poetry competition crosses my desk. When I ask someone to pass an opinion on my writing. Nerves are just something that I’ve had to learn to live with. As I’ve got older I’ve managed to reign them in a bit. The first two days of secondary school were hell mostly because of my nerves, and the way that they made me feel like I was about to puke my guts up at any second. These days I’m able to remind myself that it’s okay to be …

#IWD – What It Means To Me

Until five minutes ago I had no idea that tomorrow was International Women’s Day. I knew that the day existed, but it has existed on the periphery of my consciousnesses and I haven’t paid it as much attention as I should have done. Especially as being a woman impacts on pretty much everything I do. Take for instance my ten year plan. Please ignore the tea stains and the ripped edges, this is very much an ‘under construction’ version of plan. Ten Year Plan – Commencing June 2015 [Graduation] Get a Job. [Tick! Working as an Accounts Assistant.] Finish my AAT Level Two Accountancy Qualification. [Tick. I decided to do this to help with my job and to add another string to my bow so to speak.] Buy a house. [Tick. The boyfriend and I did this last June.] Finish my book Shadow Dawn. [62,000 words in and going well.] Get and agent and a publisher. Publish book. Get married June 23rd 2018. [No. 5 and No. 6 overlap timewise.] Try to make enough money as …

Giggle Fit : End Of Week One – Staying Motivated

I’m starting to remember why I’ve never achieved any sort of peak of physical fitness. This exercise malarkey is hard! Instead of looking like the beautiful, graceful people in the stock photos, I’m red faced and falling over in my living room. I swear that I used to be able to stand on one leg easy. These days, well let’s just say that my head and the mantelpiece almost made an acquaintance that I’m very glad they avoided. Yes, that’s me in the photo, looking like all the blood has decided that my face, my entire face, is the place to hang out these In my defence, tonight was the first night I’ve been back to the gym since October and I managed to run 5k in 37:38. There may have been some patched were I was walking, and my feet now look like a treasure trail of blisters, but this is one of the fastest times that I’ve done 5k in. The fact that I took my inhaler before going to the gym meant that I …

New Year, New Posts, Same Old Me

If we were having coffee, well firstly I would have to apologise for the mess. We’ve got the builders in downstairs putting a roof on the sun roof [which now has an RSJ in it at last!] and the fiancee is busy ripping up floors and carpets upstairs to try and find the end of a cable so we can plum in new light fittings. It turns out that all the electrics for the sun room ran off a single extension-chord so we’ve got to sort those out as well. So, as you can guess, the house is a bit upside down. Things are moving fast though. Building work started on Monday, the old roof is that pile of scrap on the decking, the new roof is going on as I type this, and by the end of next week we’re looking at being done. My house will be functional once again, and more importantly, no part of it will be structurally sound. Cue mini-happy parade. Aside from the obvious structural improvements to the house, …

Poetry Anthology Week Five – Just In Time

Just In Time – Brittaina Goffy Send a jolt as your feet hit the ground harder, faster lighter, quicker see all the people ahead unable to compute their times in your head If you make it Just In Time You’ll gain a loss rising up If you push it, if you make it Just In Time Just In Time – Carol Forrester It was always by the skin of your teeth, a hair’s breadth, a fingertip, a quarter of an inch, a whisker, a jot, just in time.   You had no interest in cushioning yourself, instead you barrelled in full force let the concrete skim past, admired the scuffs on your skin from that last close call. Did not look back to see how near it had really been or how much wreckage you had left in your wake.   Watching you I could feel the hitch in my throat, screams trapped behind my thorax convinced that this time you’d crash, you would burn and I would have to watch.   I did not …

Nightmare Before Christmas – Surviving The Weekend

Good Afternoon lovely readers. This week we’re still on spiced apple cider instead of tea and coffee I’m afraid. There are six bottles of the stuff still in the kitchen and I’m trying to judge if they’re anywhere close to going off? I don’t suppose you fancy taking one home with you? This weekend has been something of a trying one and no, I’m afraid I’m not talking about the Tim Burton movie though I will have to watch that at some point in the coming week. This weekend has been a nightmare for some much more mundane reasons. Firstly, I managed to smash my passenger side wing mirror on Friday evening, we came home to find one of the fish trapped in the tank filter [it proceeded to die the following day], Fiancee accidentally doused the kitchen in soapy water after trying to clean the blender without putting the lid on, and upon pouring water from the kettle into a mug for a relaxing cup of tea to recover from all this, the mug cracked …

Poetry Anthologia -When The Sun Rises

We have two contributors for the second round of Poetry Anthology here at Writing and Works: Britaina Goffy, and Yoly Miller. I’ve had not bow out of this prompt due to NaNoWriMo consuming my soul but hopefully I’ll be back up and in the swing of things by next week. 4 [by Britaina Goffy] If we’re still alive, breathing air If we’re still sane somewhere deep the sun will rise higher, bright to cleanse  the air free of scum dark days, dark years ahead long time to hold, hold your breath the sun still rises and we still breathe Maybe Tomorrow (When the Sun Rises) [by Yoly Miller] I have no time for this There are children to be minded Religions to be lauded and ideologies to be followed To the letters on my phone To the faceless voice that shouts for me to run I have no time for heeding let alone feeling anything but the fear inside my head No time to vacillate between ignoring you or taking your warnings to heart I …

November: There Might Be Time To Save This Year Yet

If we were having coffee then the first thing I’d be telling you is that this year has not gone to plan, but then again, no year ever goes to plan and I suppose that’s part of the joy of life. It’s the end of October and with only two months left in 2016, I’m trying to work out what exactly I have achieved for myself over the course of this year. In all honesty, it’s nowhere near as much as I wanted to, especially when it comes down to my book and my blog. At the beginning of this year I wanted to revamp Headquarters, but it quickly became apparent that I didn’t have the time to do this without taking time away from my AAT Qualification or my book. So instead I decided to focus on those two things and leave Headquarters for another year. Then in June I moved house and further delay was added to everything on my to do list as the mania of shifting my life from one property …

On Dealing With Rough Reviews And Rejection by S G Basu

S.G. Basu is an aspiring potentate of a galaxy or two. She plots and plans with wondrous machines, cybernetic robots, time travelers and telekinetic adventurers, some of whom escape into the pages of her books.Once upon a previous life on planet Earth, S.G. Basu trained to be an engineer, and her interest in science and her love of engineering shows up time and again in her books.Besides writing, S.G. loves extra-hot lattes, fast cars and sniping on auctions. Staying up late, sleeping in, and binge watching sci-fi movies also make her happy.She shares her home with a large collection of Legos, a patient husband, and resident inspiration and entertainer, her daughter. Okay, I admit it! I’m a shy person. But I’m probably not the only writer who’s said that. Most writers are solitary creatures and it makes sense that we are built this way. If I were the love-to-socialize kind instead, where would I find the time to indulge those characters in my head? Anyway, given my introverted nature it follows that one of the …