I’ve just finished my first novel.
It’s taken me three years.
Which is a bloody long time to read a book.
I think that was one of Billy Connelly’s.
I’ve always enjoyed writing, despite not being particularly good at it.
In my younger years, I penned many short stories; essays, small comedy sketches and – during one particularly romantic phase – a remarkable amount of poetry (something I’ve not done since).
I even signed up to a creative writing course at one point, to try and better my prose, but didn’t have the staying power to see it through.
In those early days, I dreamt – like so many, of course – of churning out the next big hit: an Adrian Mole or a Jack Reacher, but found I lacked the imagination and creativity required.
I did have one good idea… for a children’s story. It came to me one day, whilst I was laying under a palm tree in Brazil.
I wrote seven chapters and then lost interest. I looked at it again a few years ago, having found a copy on some sloppy disks at the back of a shelf and was initially invigorated to have a go at finishing it, but when I read it through, I realised that whilst the idea was still sound, it really needed an almost complete re-write. My interest waned quickly and it was shelved again.
Maybe one day. When I have more time.
And time is something I seem to lack: too many other interests and hobbies.
And the telly, of course.
Nowadays, my writing consists of just this sparsely written blog and my Christmas newsletter.
That’s why I started this Blogathon thingy: to have something to push me into writing… something. Anything.
I think I have been doing this for about fifteen years now and for a large chunk of that I have been joined by our Welsh correspondent, Mr Jones and our ambassador to France, Dave. And I thank them both for keeping me company throughout the month.
But this year, it seems Mr Jones has been on a recruitment drive and has managed to talk two other suckers pundits into taking up the challenge.
So, please welcome the long-suffering Mrs Jones and fellow bikerist highwaylass
I even struggled writing my will.
Was it the “being of sound mind” bit?
Not sure.😵
‘Sfunny but The Difficult Second Novel which is currently being shredded by the editor is 40% set in Brazil. I didn’t see you under any palm trees though. I do love Billy. Him and Bill Bailey are my favourite YouTube rabbit holes to fall into. Also, big up the new massive! (it’s what the kids say, I believe it means ‘hello’ or similar)
Dunno why, but I’ve been watching a lot of Bill Bailey on da Tube recently. What’s going on?
Maybe it’s his new found fame as a dancer that has brought him to the fore, again.