Friday, 20 April 2012

Well, well, well...

It seems like a lifetime has passed since my last post, and in some ways I suppose it has. So much has changed, for the best might I add, that it sort of feels like everything is brand new.

We're finally settled into the new house. All I can say is I love it. Not only is the change in scenery refreshing, but having a smaller house is actually so much nicer than having a large one. We never needed a 3 storey, 3 bedroomed house. We had a whole room dedicated simply to the rabbit cage and the tumble dryer. Now, we have a lovely 2 bedroom, which is far more cosy.
The only negative, which some may actually ridicule me for, is that because it is smaller, it takes half the time to clean leaving me with quite a bit of spare time on my hands. You're probably wondering why on earth I would find this as a negative, but as someone who always has to be doing something, it's not so good. In the last week alone I have read 6 books. To be fair, they were all part of a series and obviously I had to read them all one after the other, but surely 6 books is going a bit too far, even by my freakishly bookworm standards.

Apart from the house, not much has actually changed but it feels like everything has. The way I do things, the people I see, how I spend my time. I have much more visitors in this house so I never have a chance to feel lonely like I did in the other. Also I know that if I do want to see someone, all it will take is a phonecall and a short walk rather than a forty minute bus ride. All of these things make for a very happy Misty.

One thing I've been pondering about lately - excuse me for the random change of topic - is about the book I wrote. The only people who have read it are my Mum and creative writing obsessed friend Lindsey. Both say it's really good and should opt for the ending that would lead into a sequel (I wrote 2 endings.) Now I know that if I were to ever follow through and see about getting it published, any agent or agency would ask what I was working on next. Apart from that, I'm also not sure if it's any good. It's not just me doubting my own writing abilities, but also my imagination. It's definitely a Young Adult book, not a chick-lit which is what I would have always imagined myself writing. I blame the influences of Twilight and Vampire Academy - although mine has nothing to do with vampires! But even so, I don't know if it's good enough.
The main thing I have to decide is whether I like my first book enough to continue doing a sequel. If I decide yes, I have to get on to planning it before I think about pursuing the first. If I decide no, I'm back to square one and will have to start deciding on what to write next.
But, before any of that happens, I'm going to send my first one over to a few people who can offer me unbias opinions. It's not even been fully proof read or edited yet so advice is definitely needed.

Right, I'm really starting to ramble. A big announcement that I have to make is: Princess finally slept through the night!!! That was a few days ago and it has happened several times since. I couldn't be more happier about this. I don't know if it's due to the transition from cot to bed, but something is working. Although I do enjoy the middle of the night wake up calls when she sneaks into our bedroom and attempts to climb into bed, but I think sleeping through the night tops that - just. She's settled into the house so well you'd have thought we've been living here forever. She knows exactly where everything is, including her chocolate, and isn't afraid to get it for herself.
Her speech is coming on in leaps and bounds. Her vocabulary now reaches about 25 words including key, choc, jack (the rabbit) and juice. To say her very first word (that wasn't Mum or Dad) was drop, she's come on a long way, especially as she's only 18 months. Don't get me wrong, she's nowhere near having a conversation with me, but life is so much easier now she can ask for things.
I have to add that as I was writing that sentence, she threw a toy monkey into the mop bucket, started splashing around in it and shouted "DROP!". Think at some point I'm going to have to teach her the difference between 'drop' and 'thrown'. 

So that's the life of me so far. Nothing extraordinary, but life is good. Hopefully things will continue this way and I'll find myself a lot happier than I was before. 

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