....why I love to write. I would spend most of every day writing if I could afford to. Ok so a lot of the time it's waffle and not good for anything, but it helps me clear out my head and clarify my thoughts, it helps me deal with dreams and nightmares, it helps me deal with things.
I am currently writing quite a bit about my teenage years - not quite autobiographical, but not quite fiction either. It's sort of that grey inbetween area between memory and creation. It's like the teenager I almost wanted to be if that makes sense. I suppose the fact that I'm doing a creative writing course at the minute is bringing the literary/fiction side out a bit more cos I'm finding outlining the daily minutae of my life a bit.....well.....boring at the minute. My life is pretty boring most of the time - it's experiences that most people could relate to - getting up, going to work, sorting chores, feeding, clothing, housework........there's very few people in this world who don't have to deal with these things. Very few.
So right now? I don't know. There's another 'God's Warrior' story coming to the fore right now along with someone who I suspect is either anorexic or a binge eater - I haven't figured out which yet, but she's definitely got food issues (not autobiographical at all then!!). I think I want to explore this part of me more and more. I like being creative, I like writing, I enjoy exercising that part of me. It gets dulled otherwise in the routine of daily life. So, I'm going to keep on writing. Now I just have to find the nice pens again in Sainsburys so my writing is mostly legible with effort as opposed to illegible regardless!!!
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