Blog of a newbie writer and her adventures with Sir Cursorlot - my cursor friend and foe. |
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First time at writing a novel, first time blogging at 51. Bloody hell, this will be interesting. I am writing under my pen name Amare (pronounced Ar - Mah - Ray) which is latin for my real name. I am a proud Aussie who lives in Queensland on an acre property with my husband and our 3 beautiful furkids (golden retrievers) I am a puppy educator for Guide Dogs for the blind and love the sense of achievement when we see one of our amazing pups go on to change the life of a vision impaired person. Raised 6 pups myself before working full time. A very satisfying and rewarding job. Now I'm trying to achieve something more personal for myself as a writer, a journey and maybe success just for me. Also working on self belief, self love, building my confidence, self growth and believing I'm worth something. Not an easy task. So come on a journey with me. Hopefully it will be a fun read from time to time, and it will be bluntly honest. |
| Well, Sir Cursorlot is in a mood with me to say the least. It has been a very lazy few months for this newbie writer. First, a wonderful trip away in our van to Urunga, NSW, which was the break that hubby and I so desperately needed. So relaxing, quiet, and the weather was near perfect. Then home to face the silly season. The normal quiet Xmas day but surrounded by many days of catching up with friends, other family and Xmas break chores lol Being a teacher, hubby has his longest break for the year, 5 and a half weeks, and I myself had four before returning to work. When hubby is on holidays not much writing gets written, I'm afraid, and Sir Cursorlot had a holiday too!!! It will be interesting to see where this year takes me in my writing journey. I seem to have a few projects on the go and not sure where I want to go with them or if I even want to continue on with them. I think I'm waiting for the one that is just going to stick with me and not let go, even for a minute, and then I will know that is the story I am meant to tell. Or.......maybe not. Who knows. All I know for now is that I am keen to get back into very soon, maybe even a little today and see where this takes me. Maybe this blog will get more attention. Anyway my fellow writers, I wish you all a very successful and fulfilling year ahead, both in day to day life and the wonderful world of writing. |
2025 felt at times like I was standing in a field, empty of brightness and light. Of hope and nature as it should be. Void of colour, of beauty, of joy. Instead, there were storm clouds approaching, slowly building throughout the months, and there I stood, waiting for it to unleash. At times I wished it would just hurry and get it over with. Drench me in the hard rain, strike me with lighting to wake me up from my own history of negativity not only towards myself, forever towards myself, but those around me. Lash me until my skin shredded from my skin. But instead it kept me there, not moving forward, but also not moving backward. Not all storms are meant to destroy and instead when unleashed can encourage growth in oneself and to deal with things that will only improve by the work you put in. I had these moments and I need to continue down that path this year. Welcome the storm in it's fullest and grow even more. Towards the end of 2025 I took a chance to see what would happen if I decided to try something new, something I have always wanted to try and that was to write. How bad could I be? Well, in honesty, I could be terrible at it, who would know. But you don't know until you try, and so I did. I have a terrible habit of being impatient and of course wish things would move along at the pace I want to set, not coax it and shape it always to my desires, but that which will manifest over time. All I need to do is show up. And so I will continue to show up here and follow this path to see where it will lead. We'll see how I go. What I am encouraged to work on now is to overcome my obstinate desire to get what I want, when I want it and how I want it. To not lose focus of where I want to head, but to trust if it is meant to be, it will come to fruition at the right time. I can stay stuck in the mud of my many faults or I can wash myself off and change my mindset, my work ethic, and maybe finally believing in myself. To face my challenges in a different way. 2026 here I come. Wish me luck |