Diary of an Author
An update on where the book is up to and an overview of what I am doing if I am not writing/working!
I’ve pretty much been indoors for a couple of weeks now. I’ve not gone as insane as I initially thought, however, my skin now really is reflecting the sun.
So the naughty kids at the back got us all locked in detention. While some of us were continuing our normal lives but just a little more virtually, there were the naughty few filling parks, panic buying and licking bags of pasta in supermarkets.
It is day 4 of a ’semi-enforced’ work from home. I am attempting as much social isolation as possible. Mainly because some of my family and friends are in the high risk group, so in the nicest possible way I have to stay the hell away from them for a bit. And I will. Because I am not an asshole
I am currently typing this with a face mask, alcohol gel soaked hands, and ensuring that when I cough it is most definitely into my elbow – so despite the title this blog is most definitely COVID-19 free.
I got some feedback this week from one of my avid readers (my mum), who said I have been a little negative of late. I think she is very protective and thinks I paint myself as this messed up wreck. Obviously, I laughed and laughed and laughed and explained this wasn’t true (totally is true).
When you are blaming you are refusing to learn from your fear and anger. When you feel yourself starting to blame someone for something you have to work out why and be accountable or hold the other person accountable.
One thing I have always known is that game playing, manipulation and pretending to be someone you are not – are not ways to build a loving, caring and respectful relationship.
I am incredibly proud of myself right now. I literally just demolished 12 fried chicken wings. I don’t think I took a breath. It is the best achievement of my day, and I may have to call it now, but it might also be my best achievement of 2020 so far. I mean, I can already feel the sensation of being so full I may vomit, but I am still loving myself sick right now.
It was while feeling this tremendous life achievement that I thought it was the perfect time to write about something I have recently discovered. Now this could be viewed as a negative trait, but I now call it my super power (and it cost me at least £100 in therapy to see it as such). You see recently I discovered that I am HSP or a highly sensitive person. It is something 15-20% of the population is categorised as and actually means we are very highly evolved in the area of survival.
I’ve been grappling with life like a sloth thrown into a UFC ring with some ambrosia custard for protection. It’s been messy, a little lumpy, slow, painful and I was never going to win.
Music: the most essential life ingredient. I don’t think it’s any coincidence that some of the biggest selling hits are usually linked to a movie, because we love linking music to moments.