Once upon a time....

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time a girl started a blog, with a mission in mind, the blog was going to be an amusing journey of her competing her novel, getting published and then the girl got lost. She tripped over her own feet and lost her confidence, and it has taken a long time for her to realise that she was there all the time.

Let's not mixed words, this novel has been stuck for a good few years now and having travelled to both Egypt and Barbados (without me), should really be in a bookshop earning me some money, but then it wasn't finished because it needed me to find something to make sense of it all. If you read it just now, there are big chunks of it still in my head. But that is changing and although I am not ready to go public with a deadline - there is a deadline that I am working to and I know what I need to do to finish it.

Where is this new determination coming from? Well I think it is the realisation that you have one life and time is going so quickly. No one is going to give you six months off to write a novel or let me pay my bills with paper. I did once try eating paper when I was about 5 but it wasn't very tasty and probably isn't part of the diet plan I've been set by my Personal Trainer. But unless I stand firm and say I am a writer and I am going to finish this novel, no one else is going to make me do it.

Also, I think I have being braver recently - I have stopped saying I was going to do something about my weight, and I am now working with a PT, who inspires me not to give up or take the easy way out. I don't know I think there is something about the gym that is hard to explain - there is a piece I wrote about learning to walking between parallel bars when I was young and I think I channel that little girl in the gym, and believe that everything is worth a shot.

I also have amazing friends, some of which I was out with on Friday, who make me try to be a better person. On Friday, I was with a group of people who I had worked with at the Bank and as we caught up on each other lives for the last 12 months, I thought how incredible each of our journeys had been since the banking crisis and how something that at the time was horrific had taken us all on different journeys which we would have never had experienced if the banking world had stayed the same. It also reaffirmed my believe that it is the people who made our team at the bank and seven years of Fringing just confirms my belief.

So tonight as part of the journey the blogs starts again as the book is blooming with new life and suddenly the dust is being blown off it. I remember some wise person said that dreams are just a reality waiting to happen; and instead of wishing you were somewhere else, enjoy what you have in the here and now, for life needs to be cherish every day.