So, it’s officially 2019 and I’m happy to see the back of 2018. It was the year of a new job, house extension and horrid, bloody, sodding cancer. I finished the first round of chemotherapy (9 weeks’ worth) and tomorrow I have my first scan since October. I admit, I’m a bit nervous, but I also feel like the 1st phase of treatment is over and the next phase is about to begin.
It has been a challenging time but I’m glad to say that with the exception of my hair issues, (floppy hat and wig modelling), I’m still myself. I’m a stone lighter and I’m happy to say that at least that’s one upside to all this. My wardrobe fits me better.
From what I can see on FB and other social media networks, a lot of people haven’t been too enamoured with 2018. There was something a bit sinister about this past year. Here’s hoping 2019 is better. For my part, I’m starting today as I mean to go on. I’m writing and not censoring myself. I’m just writing what springs to mind. At present, I’m thinking about my friends and what we all hope for in 2019. Most of my close friends are simply happy to wish for good health and a little less stress. A few of us are being greedy and are also hoping for a shift in politics. For me, its binning Trump and a 2nd EU Referendum.
When it comes to this blog, I think I’m going to change the format a bit and rather than write “writing prompts”, I’ll be happy to just write whatever springs to mind and see if a theme emerges as I go. This post is loosely about 2018 and looking into 2019. I have a lot of goals for this year. I’m going to Croatia, starting and MA in Creative writing, reading over 52 books this year, beating cancer, going back to work, learning a new skill (maybe sewing, class booked in February) and writing a significant body of work (novel draft). I don’t think any of these is unreasonable for a year’s achievements. Obviously, the beating cancer goal is the most important, but it should be mutually exclusive to any of the other goals (maybe travel).
I’m actually looking forward to 2019. I think there’s a load I can accomplish and I think I feel more optimistic than I have in years past. Maybe because I’ve had a warning shot across the bow and I need to focus on what I have and what I want to achieve rather that the mundane business of work and job related issues. Some things are more important. I’ve also learned who my real friends are over the past few months. Some people I expected to be there for me have flaked and others who I never expected have been very obvious fixtures in my life and have made me feel loved and important. Funny how crisis make people reveal themselves.
I’ve sent my intention to apply for an MA to the university and now need to send some documentation to get the ball rolling. The course doesn’t start until October, but there’s no harm in getting things moving now. In the meantime, I’m writing every day, even if it’s just a few line of my brain spilled out on this blog. Likewise, I have over 20+ blank notebooks of various sizes, designs and colours that I intend to fill with hand written stories and notes. This post is day one. It’s a rambling mess, but it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I’m writing.
Wish me luck and Happy 2019. More to follow. X