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Books, Writing and One Big Moan!

Guess who’s the idiot who took her laptop home for the weekend, and left it there? Yep, that would be me *takes a bow*. The worst thing is, I didn’t do anything productive with it there (unless a couple of hours of gaming are counted as productive?). Saying I’m annoyed with myself is an understatement. Grrr!

So that means I’ll have to do all my blogging and writing at work for the next… well until I can get it back. Don’t really want to post it, maybe courier it, but that’s going to cost. I can’t even go home for the next few weeks cause I’m busy and having to work etc. Grrrrrr.

I don’t know if I can move on from how mad at myself I am right now. A couple of other things are adding to how mad I am today and I just feel like everything’s getting to me – I want to go back to bed, and it’s not even 11am 😦


A couple of hours haven’t improved my mood, so I’m just going to have to plough on regardless. And pray for tomorrow to come quickly!

I went rooting about my mum’s loft at the weekend. She wanted me to look for something, but in the process I found a couple of boxes of mine. In one box… was… books! Woop! Most of them are books I don’t care about and will chuck out to charity or something, but there were a couple I’m really excited about.

The first is Summer Dreams Winter Love by Mary Francis Shura. It’s the only book I can think of that I’ve read more times than I can imagine. It’s from the teen series Point Romance (I don’t even know if that exists anymore). I know to ‘get’ a genre you need to read current novels, but this is one I really want to read before I start on my YA romance.

The other is Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery. I don’t know why, but this series of ‘Anne’ books has stayed with me since I read this first one when I was very little. I wonder if it’s because my Gran introduced me to them (she died about 15 years ago now).

I was talking to my step mum at the weekend about writing. She asked if I’m working on anything. I hate admitting that I’m not. I feel like I don’t have a purpose without a project. I keep wanting to get Holiday in order and start on that again, but just don’t seem to have the motivation at the moment for some reason.

It might be because I’ve got NaNo coming up in a few short months and don’t want to get too into anything before I start that. Last year I took part in a novel push initiative in October where you had to write 250 words a day. I totally rocked it and ended up writing about 15k or something. Bu then when I had to put it down to start Italian Infatuation for NaNo, I was gutted.

I think I need to stop thinking about what I should be doing, and actually do something! That would be a good idea!

For the last few days/weeks I’ve had something in my head I just can’t shake.  Now I know I’m going to have to give in to it.  When I was younger I read the Anne of Green Gables books, and loved them.  And now *mumbles under breath* years later I’m going to read them again. 

Or should I say finish reading them.  I had a look at them today and found out there’s a few at the end of the series that I’d not read.  I don’t know where this urge has come from.  Actually, maybe I do… 

Since being an adult, until recently, it hadn’t even crossed my mind to read children’s or young adult fiction.  A few months ago I started to think about a book I read as a teenager, Summer Dreams, Winter Love which I think I could still say is one of the best books I’ve read.  I looked for it when I was back at my mum’s house, but couldn’t find it. I’ve been thinking about buying it again since then and re-reading it. 

Then, around the same time, Laura Best blogged about adults reading Young Adult books and it struck me, we can do it, why the hell not?! 

Weirdly enough around the same time, maybe subconsciously, I bought a novel which turned out to be YA and really enjoyed it. It’s like everything’s telling me something.  So long and short – I’m going to read Anne of Gables.  And, the library have it – woo hoo.  But it’s out on loan until about 10th.  Which is good because I’m reading 31 Dream Street and have Twenties Girl to read next.

My boyfriend thinks I should read something suggested by someone else.  Something out of my comfort zone of romance, chick lit and thrillers.  I think he’s thinking Sci-fi.  I’m sceptical, but I think he may have a point.  As a writer I should read as much as possible, and vary what I read.  Who knows, I might be destined to be a horror writer. Although I strongly doubt that.  With this in mind, can anyone suggest a something they think I should read?  Out of my comfort zone?  I tried to tell him Twilight was, but it fell on deaf ears as I’d blogged saying it was basically a romance novel.  Must stop blogging what I think (doubtful).