So I’ve started my new course and I’ve got this tutor who keeps shouting: ‘write every day and read good literature every day’. Every. Single. Time. Which makes me want to write just about squat and read the worst literature out there (chick lit has never been a lecturer’s choice). Buttt... I had to write something for my workshop and hadn’t had any inspiration. So, three weeks ago I decided I might as well just write. So I wrote. Kept a count of how many words. And had a round 1,500 words to read by the next lesson. A success, no? Not quite. Having achieved this mighty feat I may have possibly forgotten to keep the writing going for the past two weeks... This week’s resolution: start something good and actually keep to it!
 Hence the rather short post this month.
 I do have an excuse for this last week, however – the alcohol doesn’t drink itself! (Plus losing one’s phone is never a motivation to do work)
- I've written stories ever since I could write, but somewhere along the way I seem to have lost the joy and natural desire to write for me. Churning out stories every other week for my degree course, and forcing non-existent brilliance out of myself has drained my natural spirit. So, I have created myself a blog in an attempt to find a way back to what made me fall in love with writing in the first place. Only you and I will discover if I fail or succeed...