Thursday 31 December 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR

And here we are, in the countdown to a new decade – wonder what they’ll call this one: the tennies? So this is where I promise to be good, better, perfect; to write more, finish a novel, clean the flat, lay the carpets, sit at a desk instead of lounging in bed with the laptop…be more professional. There is a profession that’s conducted in a bed and it’s not writing! Oh but I love this bed, this room and my position in it. I almost got the armchair emptied today – maybe tomorrow, or later tonight.

I’ve even got a little drink beside me; leftover chardonnay from my visitors in June – waste not want not. There’s lemonade in it, but that’s flat, but I might be driving tomorrow so I don’t want to open the whisky, and it’s such a waste to drink by yourself. I’m happy with my flat old wine and lemonade.

My biggest success this year has been the fall of television. I meant to call Virgin today and cancel the cable; I hardly watch it at all now. So, this could be it – the year I become a real writer as opposed to a couch potato! Hmmm, howz about that then?

I began a brand new short story today for a competition in January and plan on putting this large bum on the seat to do just that more often. I know I’ve said that before but what better time to say it than the end of a decade and the birth of a new one.

See ya sooner than you think. :-)