Life is too fucking short

Life is too fucking short. 

It might sound cliched but it’s true. 

A local man died yesterday from brain cancer.  He was a life-long friend of my sister’s.  He was 30 years old.  A young man.  A young man who left behind a wife and two daughters.  It’s not supposed to happen that way.

We are supposed to live a long and healthy life and die of old age.  But, sometimes life can be cruel.  Life seems too short, no matter how many years we get to spend on the planet.

Live without regret.

Love with a full heart.

Do what makes you happy.

Life is too fucking short.


A Taste of the Dream

Happy Bank Holiday Monday people! For me it was.  Today I got a little taste of the life I dream of.  

I would like to be a writer and work from home.  Today I was fortunate enough to have a holiday while nobody else in my family did.  I took my son to school in the morning, played with my daughter for a bit and carried on with the mundane – housework etc. before delivering my daughter to nursery in the afternoon.  Then, came the unusual part – two whole hours to myself.  

You may remember one of my earlier posts, in which I cited Brendan O’Carroll’s advice that you should get to know your characters by writing 20 pages or so about them.  So, that’s what I did.  I’m not at 20 pages yet but I started writing about my main character’s past and I loved it.  I enjoyed the feeling of creation but oddly it felt like I was getting to know someone that already exists.  I will definitely carry on with this method and repeat it wherever necessary.  I want to know my characters inside out before I participate in NaNoWriMo in November.  I would recommend this method.  

Anyway, I digress.  The purpose of this post was to put in writing how this taster felt.  It felt good.  It has revived my goal and gave me an extra boost to achieve it.  No more thinking I’m too tired and it’s too late to write now after I have given mundane tasks my attention.  Lunch breaks will be more productive for me too and any other time I can squeeze writing in, I will.  I want to make this happen.  I will make this happen.