The Writer I Want to Be

I went and saw David Sedaris last night. If you haven't heard of him, you should definitely look him up. His books are wonderful and even better is when he reads them out loud. He is so witty and funny and I envy the way he can report on life. I am reading more of his books and listening to him more because I really want to be that kind of writer. I hope I can do it.

Absolut Nyböjare

, originally uploaded by Mr San.

I was about to write about relationships and people that I love, but I had a sudden mind blank and deleted what I wrote. It made no sense and maybe that's the reality of relationships. 

Who knows why we love the people we love?

I love the connection with someone. I love when we are thinking the same thing. I love wanting to love that person and I love being loved back. 

For much of my life, I have loved without loving back. I loved in secret.  It is safer that way. You know where you stand. 

Safe does not make things good. Safe is a hollow way of living.

Sometimes putting yourself out there is going to really hurt. It will be the worst thing in the world. But when it works, there's nothing like it. 

What's my point? Who knows?

Whenever

Whenever you doubt things.
Please come here.
And read these words.

Jag älskar dig.

I've never meant words more.

Let's not bother

Seems like once a month I come here and promise that I will blog more and then I don't. I don't think I'll bother with the ruse any more! I like blogging and want to do it more, I just don't. I'm lazy and racked with guilt. I would like to post an end of year blog about 2011. Hopefully I can do that!

Quick One

Last night I started writing my novel. I wrote more words than I ever thought I could. It was so nice to abe able to write again. As you can see from my blog, things aren't going so well in the writing field for me at the moment, so this is a good chance. I didn't quite make the quota of 1600 words, but maybe tomorrow I can make up for it?

Things are warming up in New Zealand. This Winter feels like it has been particularly long. I'm sure we think that every year, but I'm glad warmth is coming back.

Empty Promise

When I was a kid I loved to write. I wrote stories all day. I can't remember most of what I wrote but it gave me such pleasure.  I think for a while when I started this blog back in 2005 it gave me pleasure too.

Now, I seem to have lost the love of writing. I'm not sure what happened or why. I don't claim to be good at writing, but that's not the point. To do something that you makes you feel good is important. That's what writing used to do for me.

I want to regain this. I'm going to blog more, whether it's about nothing; or whether it's about everything. I just need to blog. I'm also going to try Nanowrimo in two days.

I wish me luck.

A Big Thing

Fireworks, originally uploaded by Mr San.


I often blog in my head. I guess that doesn't help with my planned blogging output. However at the insistence of my friend Panchitah I will blog right now.


Things are going along well in life. The Rugby World Cup is in full swing and even though I'm not a fan of rugby untion, but I love seeing all the people from different countries here, all the national colours, the passion. It's great fun.


In my own sport of Rugby League, my team, the Warriors, have made it to the Grand Final this weekend. I was so tempted to fly to Sydney to see them, but with tickets to Sydney costing $1000 for just the airfare, I couldn't justify it. I have been feeling terrible ever since making that decision. I have been to 15 out of the 17 seasons so I guess that makes me a fan?


What else... I'm enjoying my French classes. I love the language and one day I hope I will be able to speak it properly. I'm also very tempted to start learning Hebrew. 


That'll do, right?