This week’s blog post is dedicated to one of my oldest and closest friends, who is about to embark on the experience of a lifetime so most of this will be directed to her but, hey you other people might get something from it! Bon voyage, Helen!
The months that lead up to my move to Barcelona were nothing particularly unusual or anxiety inducing. I had been accepted for my TEFL course way back in the February and wasn’t actually leaving until the end of September, it was all so far away. Four weeks before I was set to leave with flights booked, course paid for and accommodation sorted I still wasn’t quite feeling it, it didn’t really feel like I was leaving to start a new life in a new place where I knew nobody but that’s what was about to happen. It wasn’t until the few days before my flight that nerves set in, mostly just my fear of flying to be honest because really, deep down I was just excited.
In the time that lead up to me leaving I had so many people call me brave for doing such a thing and ask me if I was scared and I thought it was odd at first that I kept getting asked these things because I wanted to do this. That is why I applied for it in the first place and planned it all meticulously for months before I even applied for my course. This is what is important to remember about times like this, times where you are about to throw yourself into the unknown and feel that twinge of nervousness. You have to remind yourself that no one is forcing you to do this, you chose to do this and in a year from now you’re going to get to say to people who you have travelled to all these amazing places, met some incredible people and maybe best of all, you got paid for it at the same time. Doing something like moving to another country, travelling or (as you’re going to do, Hel) working on a cruise ship is going to be one of those things that you look back and realise how it helped shape you and make you grow. Isn’t that insane? Isn’t that beyond exciting to know what lies ahead of you is not only going to give you some unforgettable memories but serve as a way to better yourself even more?
Personally, I know that I felt like I had already come so far before my own little adventure; I wasn’t sure how much further I really had to go from there but experiences like this will propel you towards who you are meant to be, that best version of you, in ways you cannot fathom yet. You are going to have a wonderful time, I can guarantee you that and I can also guarantee that home will still be waiting for you when you return and we will all be loving and missing you from it.
It won’t be news to any of you that I am not a theatre critic so don’t be expecting some in-depth review of the writing and the acting that I was lucky enough to enjoy on Saturday night – this is more just about the group and the evening. If you haven’t been to or heard of The Brink before its a community cafe and Liverpool’s first dry bar, which does make it’s location a little ironic as it is a stones throw away from the bulk of Liverpool’s clubs, bars and nighttime spots. Continue reading Liverpool Playwrights at The Brink
I know I teased you all with a big announcement last week and then I was unable to tell you but now I can! About a month ago I saw a call for submissions for a new literary magazine, called Salomé, for emerging female writers. Serendipitously, I had a piece of short fiction that I worked on whilst at university and had recently revisited to fine tune it. Being quite proud of this small piece of work, I sent it in for consideration because there was the promise of receiving feedback regardless of whether you were selected or not and I wanted to know if my writing was going in a good direction.
Continue reading I can finally tell you all…
Sometimes I doodle how I feel
I think anyone who has ever undertaken any kind of writing (even essays at university and such) faces two kinds of dread; the first being that of looking at a blank page and wondering how you’ll ever start and the second, being when you’ve left a piece of writing unfinished for a long time and know you have to go back to it. For me both of these happened with my dissertation that has now evolved into the novel I am working on. The project began at the end of my second year with writing my proposal, giving me the entire summer to do appropriate research and time to think about how my ideas would mesh together. We came back to university, were given out dissertation tutors and then it took me 2 months more to actually start writing thanks to a weekend writing retreat in Whitby organised by my univeristy so I was sort of forced into starting my piece. Despite the pressure, the deadlines you face in education do push you into producing work but what about after university? You’d think that once university is over and the pressure is off that writing would become more freeing and enjoyable again but then months pass by without you producing anything of note and that project you spent so much time on is just sitting in a folder on your computer that mocks you with the “date last modified” telling you how long you’ve ignored it. Continue reading 5 Tips on How to Return to That Piece of Writing You’re Avoiding