Right, so my first step has been to print off all of my writing I have so far, very happy I did this too because I forgot about half of the stuff I had, and that's the half that I think will be helping me over the next 365 days. So now I'm beginning to piece things together and work out a story and timelines in my head, and I may actually be beginning to form something in the shape of a very feather-light book thing. Now although I'm very nervous to do it, I said I would update this blog with little bits from my work everyday in order to keep motivated, so here is my first snippet..
...but before I do! Here's a lovely picture of very cute puppies in dungarees, because although it's probably bordering on animal cruelty, I'm hoping it will soften the heart of any person who does come across and choose to read what is below, because no-one should judge something when in a bad mood!
Actually just to clarify, I NEVER show my writing to people, yes I realise how ridiculous that is considering I genuinely hope to make a career out of it, but seriously, only two people in the entire world have read some of it, well anything that I wasn't forced to right in school anyway. So what I'm saying I guess, is be gentle...
And here's another cute picture of some ducklings in a sink, just in case your mood isn't quite light enough yet...
'I look at her, standing in front of me, so willing to give up everything in order to sustain this blurry picture of a relationship we share. I rise from the chair and take two slow steps towards her, elongating the moment so that the future cannot approach so fast. Taking her hands in mine I look into her strong, destructively dark blue eyes, the colour of the sea as the sun begins to set, the blue is there, but it’s on the verge of some quiet shade of black. The situation reaches critical. Either I take another step towards her, kiss her bare pink, red lips, letting her know that I’m with her, whatever may come our way, or I take her soft hand to my mouth and gently kiss the back of it to say, ‘I love you, but this is our last kiss’, the wise choice to be honest. How could we have been so foolish to let this occur in the first place? But really there is no question at all is there. I know this. Whether I like it or not, I don’t have a choice, I haven’t had one since that first night with her. My heart is within her chest just as much as hers is within mine. Beating beneath my rib cage every second of every hour of every day. Eternal. Inescapable. Toxic. I know I’m not strong enough to break it, just as much as I know I cannot live without her, and that this relationship will inevitably kill us both. So I step into the gap between us pull her closer and kiss her hard. One swift movement and the decision is made, the deal is done, death will ensue but I’ll be damned if we don’t have a hell of a time before it comes.'
(I'm terrible at spelling, I don't get punctuation right most the time, and I certainly don't adhere to all those weird rules about how you should write, quite frankly it's probably because I'm a bit of an idiot, but I enjoy doing this either way, so let's just go with it okay.)
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