I try to post once a week, but I took last week off as it was my birthday. I’m going to use that excuse again (sort of) as it’s a milestone birthday which means I get to stretch it out a bit. So this will be a short, personal post instead of writing advice or somewhere I’ve explored.
I was thinking that I should probably come up with something profound to say now I’ve hit this threshold. Some good knowledge that comes with age. Something meaningful and important. Hmm, yeah that’s not going to happen.
Age doesn’t equal wisdom. A lot of problems in the world come from people who think they know everything about everything when they don’t and refuse to admit otherwise. I’ve learned a lot in my time on Earth – but I also know it’s never going to be enough. If there’s one thing you have to have as a writer, it’s an open mind (although as Terry Pratchett said, people will insist on trying to put things into it).
From a personal point of view, I don’t like to look back too much. I’m not one for nostalgia, and I definitely don’t see the old days as uniformly “good”. They are what they are. Part of me would have liked by now to be a full-time writer in a little cottage by the sea with two dogs, a cat, three chickens, and a duck (not that I’ve thought about it too much). But that’s not where I am (yet). And that’s okay.
I know there are people who set a life target and hit it – boom. Good for them. But I think that while it’s good to have plans and goals and targets, it’s not good to hang your whole worth on them. Because most of us have to contend with a few curve balls chucked at us in this thing called life, and we just have to go with it. I’ve not had too many curve balls to deal with fortunately, and I’ve got a lot of great people in my life. And that’s pretty good.
Anyway, that’s enough of me waffling. Next week, usual service will resume with some cracking new places I explored during my week off.