You may notice something a bit different about Secret Life of Ginger.
As I am about to embark a new chapter of my life, turning over a new leaf, taking the road less travelled, seizing the day, or whichever overused cliché you prefer to insert here, I thought it was time for a change.
My new look blog (and coincidentally, my new adventure) has got the seal of approval from regular reader Mrs N, so I'm going to give it a whirl for awhile.
xoxox
Today with much trepidation I turned 27.. leaving the era of "mid-twenties" behind and officially entering my "late-twenties".
I feel that a lady of my age, should perhaps be a little less excited about my birthday. But this morning at 6 am I was awake and knocking on my parents door (that's right.. 27, single and living with my parents) to see what presents awaited me.
The sad thing is as you get older, the less fuss is made, when really I think more fuss should be made. I mean, I have survived 27 years in this dangerous world. A ten year old has only made ten. Surely I have more reason to celebrate than them?
An entitlement to celebrate myself and the year that has been I think is completely valid.
So today I celebrate that since I turned 26 I have:
So as I prepare for a lovely home-cooked birthday dinner with traditional birthday trifle I’m thinking, despite first appearances, I’ve actually done alright for myself this year.
Well ginger-ites Easter is over and there is now no feasible excuse as to why I have not been writing.
I could say that I have been busy dedicating myself to my studies, writing insightful prose that will make my tutors give me excellent grades. This however, would be a whopping great big lie, as I have done nothing more than read my first assignment and go “ugh it’s haaarrrddd!”.
I could use my usual “writers block” excuse though, but I have annoyed my small following by saying this too much in the past.
So I shall just apologise and put it all down to shear laziness.
I wonder if I will ever have the dedication to be a truly great, entertaining and loved writer. You have no idea the kick I get when I log onto Google Analytics and see my visitor numbers and the places they have come from. I feel warm and fuzzy when people praise my work, or say it made them laugh, or if they comment at all.
Self doubt still plagues me. My spelling and grammar leaves much to be desired and I often get frustrated when I have to write on command, or when I think that what I have produced is not interesting enough.
So my darling readers, I besiege you – keep reading. Keep following. Keep commenting. Because without you I am nothing but a lonely 26 year old with a laptop talking to no-one.
Dedicated readers will know that last November I decided to post a blog every day until my 27th birthday.
Unfortunately, I am going to cease doing this from today.
What this means for you is a BETTER Secret Life, more interesting articles and stories and far less short one paragraph filler blogs. I’ll still be posting 3 times a week (I’m thinking Tuesdays, Thursdays and once on the weekend), so you’ll still get your ginger-fix! I discussed this with my most avid reader and she was ok with it (Thanks Mrs N) so I’m hoping the rest of you will be too.
I’ve recently enrolled in the London School of Journalism, studying freelance and feature writing, so I need more time to dedicate to that.
Remember you can email me with any of your thoughts, comments or feedback to secretlifeoginger@gmail.com
I wonder how many great thoughts have occurred whilst sitting upon the loo.
For as long as I can remember, we have had a calendar on the back of the toilet door that Mum writes all the people we know birthdays on. Each year we pick something pretty, like Greek Islands etc.
This year we have some artists calendar. It seems a mix of expressionism and realism. January is a scenic picture of an old lighthouse and a cottage perched on top of a cliff.
And this scene has inspired the basic premises of my book that I have been trying to write for a year. Not my memoir books, but my romance novel. But I can’t give any more away.. not yet anyway.
Today I went and saw ‘Julie & Julia’; a fabulous movie about a chef and a blogger. A friend recommended it to me and said she knew I would want to blog about it afterwards. Well, she was correct.
Once again I have come across something that inspires the creative bones in my body. It reminded me that I want to be a writer. One day, before I leave this world, I want to walk into a bookstore and see upon a shelf a book with my name on it. I don’t care if it’s not a bestseller, or if nobody reads it. But I want to write it so bad.
This dream of mine is one that is fleeting. I can’t seem to stick to it, or dedicate the time to it. I get inspiration for blogs all the time whilst driving or in my mundane job but never get the patience to sit down with my laptop and do it.
Last Monday I turned 26. An age where I thought I would have accomplished so much more in my life. 25 was an extremely mediocre year for me and I am determined that 26 will be spectacular. So here is my project…
Every day from now until my 27th birthday I am going to post at my blog that has been neglected for so long. I am going to build my readership and improve my writing. And that is not all… I’m going to take control of my life and be open to new opportunities.
Stay tuned my (few) faithful followers, it’s going to be an entertaining year!
