Thursday 27 September 2007

Work is The Curse…

Oscar Wilde said “Work is the curse of the drinking classes”, it is a typically flippant remark of his but sometimes I feel that work is the curse of my writing. In the last month or so I’ve been busy with my job, I’m an Audit Nurse, and it has left little room for anything else. My writing output has mostly been audit reports, a very dry and very unfulfilling activity. It has left me frustrated as hell.

I’ve still managed to keep up with writing my novel, a fantasy story about a boy searching for his missing mother through seven very different worlds. It’s my first real attempt at writing a novel, I feel I’ve waited far too long to start and I don’t know if it will be any good but I’ve got to keep on writing it. You see, its story has got right under my skin and I can’t stop thinking about it, working out the plot in my head, twisting and turning were my characters will go, it’s a kind of obsession but a good one.

This month will see the publication of an article I wrote, promoting testicular self-examination (sounds so exciting), for the British magazine Out in the City. The only thing is I don’t know exactly when it will be published; all they’ve told me is that it’s going to be in the September issue.

I certainly won’t let my blog be so silent for so long again, I’m not going to give up on this.