The Creased Pages

Most of the lights in the room are dimmed already. My eyes take a moment to adjust as I wander further inside, feeling slightly awkward because I'm surrounded by people who have friends with them while I'm here alone. My first worry is what to do with my coat and bag. I don't have any cash on me, only my card, so I can't pay to put them in the cloakroom. Then I see a couple of girls putting their bags in a corner, so I nervously approach one of them. "Excuse me? Could I be cheeky and leave my things near yours please?" "Of course!" she said with a smile. "Are you on your own?" "Thank you! Yeah, I am..." "Feel free to stick with us then!" she replied. Ahh, there are friendly people here! Though I shouldn't have been surprised - I'd learnt from previous experience that this is the sort of place where everyone gets on really well anyway, whether they know each other or not. It turned out that I didn't ...

This 'in the moment' blog post was written in about half an hour, completed at 6:08am on 19th May 2013. It was spontaneously written, and was edited very little in post-production, with the exception of a grammar error here and there. These are my thoughts and ideas, written as they popped into my head. I wrote this at a time when I hadn't had any sleep, and I was shattered, so apologies for any bits that don't make much sense. I just wanted to post this in the same way it was written (more or less), to make it a more genuine 'in the moment' piece. Please bear in mind, there is a specific time frame I am referring to - though this will hopefully become clear. Thanks and enjoy! There are a lot of times in life when you'll find you have to wait - waiting for a bus or a train to arrive; standing in queue for a concert; maybe even counting down the days to Christmas. I'm normally quite good at waiting. I do consider myself to be a relatively patient p...

Last year, I wrote a blog post called 'Brit-Sitcoms: The Good Ones' , about the brilliant sitcoms that British comedy writers and actors have brought to our screens over the years, and how, sadly, the classic, laugh-out-loud British sitcom seems to be a dying art lately. I spoke about how our TVs were desperately crying out for either re-runs of the classics, like Only Fools and Fawlty Towers,  on mainstream channels, or some fresh meat which mirrored their level of sheer genius. Well, Ben Elton, you read my mind. (Or you read the blog post. Actually, you probably read neither. You're probably not even reading this now. So why am I still referring to you in the second person, as if I'm talking directly to you...?) Ahem.

The following blog post was written at two separate times and gives in-the-moment, spontaneous accounts of current events and thoughts, with very little fine-tuning to either. This blog post includes a minor rant which uses near-extreme sarcasm, and may not be suitable for young readers. Saturday, 11 May 2013. 13:10. There will be at least one point in everyone's life when they wish that something was bigger than it was: a bigger house, bigger ambitions, bigger body parts...(Mhmmm, cheeky!) This is one of those moments for me. I WISH I HAD A BIGGER BRAIN.

The Story Corner is now live! I mentioned yesterday that I'd be looking for a good way to share my stories with you, and now, I have found one! I did originally try to set up a page on this blog where I could put my stories, but it wouldn't have worked very well, and they would have been a little hidden away. So, instead, I have given them their own blog space, called The Story Corner !

I'm fully aware that the posts on this blog haven't exactly been consistent - I haven't set myself a schedule to know when it's time to write a new post; and the choice of subject matter has been more random than a cheerleading banana, pole dancing to a Jedward song in the middle of a rugby field full of ice cream. Personally, I don't think there's anything wrong with randomness in some contexts. Okay, a banana in a cheerleader's outfit might be going a little over the top, but in terms of a blog being written by a girl in her late teens, who has had so little inspiration for a long time and who is only just regaining some kind of order to her life, random is good. Thanks to the months mainly spent either job hunting in the local towns or at home, job hunting online, my mind went into a kind of zombified, autopilot state, where I was doing the same thing every single day for so long that I lost my spark. But, I wou...