Now I’m becoming an old git, I’m focusing more on what I’ve learnt but also what’s to come. What follows are the things I’ve learnt in the past year. Happy birthday to me.
Feegle cat here. I’m teaching you how to be a mentor. Since Wullie appeared I’ve taken the little fella under my paw. It’s a tiring job but worth it.
A short story probably sounds easy to write. Because it’s short we love and fear it. Jump on the short story rollercoaster. It’s a short and bumpy ride.
Anxiety is tough but I’m strong in doing things despite it. It’s more common than people may think. Leave judgements at the door. We all have fears and worries.
Books come in many flavours. Don’t tell me what to read or not read. You may find yourself wearing a book in the most uncomfortable of places. Book snobs consider yourselves banished!
We’re in the lurgy/infection/fevers season. I’ve been nursing a bout of badness and sharing tips for writing when ill. I am the snotty, fatigued gift that keeps on giving. Note: I’m not a doctor. Don’t sue me.
Writing the second novel in a series is both exciting and scary. You learn a lot about yourself. Mainly what a doubting, weird, procrastinator you are. Brace yourselves for ‘second novel problems’.
When a kitten appears and you were the only cat, apparently you learn to love them, not eat them. Feegle the cat gives advice on solidarity rather than competition. No kittens were harmed in the making of this post. Later is another matter.