So I think I wrote about it on my About Me page, I’m born and bred in Liverpool but currently hang my hat in Greater London.
I do get back and visit my family who still reside in Liverpool as often as possible but it isn’t always easy while holding down a full time job and trying to write in any spare moment I get.
But this weekend is my Older Brother’s 30th birthday and I have taken holiday from work to come and spend it with the family. Today was also meant to be his Stag Do (Bachelor Party to you Americans) but, due to a bereavement in the family it has been cancelled. The right decision in my eyes because it wouldn’t have been right under the circumstances.
So I am up here in Liverpool to spend time with the family, celebrate my brother’s birthday and, now attend the funeral of my cousin. I sat yesterday evening with my family and we socialised and chatted and watched TV. All the time we did this, I sat with my laptop on my knees thinking about how I want to further my Novel. I think I managed about 300 words in the whole evening. I’m not writing for word count but I do like to see how many words I managed each day in case it was a particular set of circumstances that contributed to a good writing session or a bad writing session.
After the news we received about my cousin on Wednesday I started to seriously consider taking an indefinite break from writing, concluding that there are things much more important than this particular dream that I want to fulfill. I thought I wouldn’t be able to get myself in the appropriate headspace in order to push on with my novel.
Then I realised what writing was to me. I realised that writing is my Fortress Of Solitude. When I write, I immerse myself in the story I am creating and take myself out of real life for the duration. I realised that actually I need to write in order to forget about life for a little while, to take a step back from the Headaches, Hassles and Horseshit that we face daily.
Some people turn to drink to achieve this. Some people see drugs as the answer.
My writing is my vice. It is my answer to life’s problems. So whether it is to write on this blog or whether it is 100, 200, 300 or a few thousand words of progress of my novel, I will write my way through life’s trials and tribulations.