Scribblings On A Postcard

It's Tuesday.

Its 13:00 hours.

I'm sitting downstairs on my cold, leather couch. In my dressing gown.

It's raining outside. Not like cute rain. Like heavy, grey, soaking wet, horrible rain.

I've got the ' Tuesday Blue's.'

August....Pfft. Yeah right.


Anyway, on to more pressing matters.

I had a read through this blog the other day and realised that my original vision to create a portfolio of work which would have a certain amount of journalistic credit, has somehow become a distant memory.

So what did I do? Felt sad for a while, felt like a failure for 2 minutes and then decided to make a new blog.

Yeah I know? Blogaholic.

Anyway, I am going to keep this blog as I do still need a page to scribble my everyday musings about life.

My new blog, however, is a simple page - no embellishments. Just my work. Work that I produced whilst at uni, but also work that I have written over the last few days.

Nothing major and ( in my own cynical view) not that good but don't forget I am attempting to get back into writing from a bit of a break.

I also, quite strangely discovered this whilst lying in bed last night, found my niche.

I loved writing features whilst at uni, I like writing things with a bit of emotion put into them rather than a straight forward piece of reporting on a subject.

I like to, not only give my opinion, but to put a little bit of raw emotion into my pieces. To, hopefully, make people think, question and argue.

Maybe this is my market?

I did love the idea of music, but my tastes expand so far and wide that I'd never have an audience. I doubt people who love a little bit of Adele would also listen to a bit of Tarkan, Valeriya or Aventura.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh............. Nearly forgot to put a link to my blog.

Here it is. Enjoy.


scribblingsonapostcard.blogspot.com

I'm attempting to get back into the swing of things

So....

The last year has been turbulent.

Uni didn't work out for me. I fell ill and had to drop out.

I had a chat with the powers-that-be, however, and I'll be back in September.

Good news right?

Wrong.

I'm scared. More so than last year. Because I cannot afford (literally and financially) to take the year again after this, so effectively it is my last chance. No pressure.

This really explains the lack of posting for the last few months... I am now trying ( have left it a little bit late, no? Maybe I'm just a pessimist) to get back into the swing of things.. Attempting to start writing again.

As the month's has flown by, I have noticed a lot of my friends from the course have dived into the world of Journalism head-first, some even writing for MTV!

So anyway, I realised.. I need a subject. I need an area and an audience for whom I am going to write for. Up until this point, I have just loved writing. But now it's time to get serious! It's time for a target audience, a pitch, a subject I am going to love.

Any ideas?

In other news, I made a book.

No, no... I am def not turning into good old JK Rowling. I mean, I have made a book to inspire me. It's got my goals in it. For example:
- Study and practise Russian.
- Make a timetable with certain amounts of time for each activity each week.
etc..

Also, I have put some motivational phrases in to inspire me to carry on and not give up ( That is one in itself, oui? )

'Be yourself.'
'Its OK to have an opinion. You will be respected for that'
'Choose your own miracles'
'Someone is rich, not by the belongings they own but by the qualities they possess'

And my favourite:

'Everybody dies but not everybody lives' ( Taken from the philosopher herself, Nicki Minaj, haha! )

The last one is something I have pinned up in my room. I recite it over and over again... Yep, I'm becoming NEW AGE! It's def something I am going to remember for the rest of my life. I was even considering tattooing it on myself... Kinda like 'Memento' so I can look and remember... But I'm still unsure of it.
P.S - I don't mean PHYSICALLY tattooing it on myself. I have a very gifted tattoo artist who is a dear friend of mine... So obv I'm gonna rope him into it :)

Ciao x