It’s My Birthday…

… and I’ll blog if I want to.

Which I do. Well… technically, I don’t. I haven’t. As I type this it’s technically the night before and I’ll be scheduling this post, so by the time you read it I might already be at lunch, about to tuck into the best cheesecake in the world…

But more on that another time.

Normally, I hate birthdays. My birthdays, anyway. That’s not to say I haven’t had some fun ones, but they were only fun because of where I was or who I was with, situations that would have been just as fun whether or not they’d happen to have fallen on July 5th. I hate them because, just like New Year’s Eve, they are a reminder that another year has gone past and I haven’t done any of the things I said I would.

Until this year, that is.

This year, I’ve actually done the things. Some of them, anyway. This year, I have kicked major birthday butt.

A year ago today, I woke up in Sunderland. (Although it may sound like it, that is not the beginning of some hedonistic hangover story; I was visiting friends and scouting a university I was supposed to be going to this September.) More importantly, I was working as a receptionist for The Devil, living from coffee to coffee and losing another bit of my blackening soul every day. The only writing I did was advertisements for The Devil’s services – also known as blatant lies – and long, miserable diary entries about how I wanted to kill him with the stapler.

Or the letter opener.

Or the photocopier – the same photocopier he had me call a tech out for so often that the tech stopped answering my calls, and in all likelihood had a voodoo doll of me in his little tech repairman bag.

But back to my point.

Twelve months later, I’m still living from coffee to coffee, but I also:

  • Quit working for The Devil
  • Wrote a novel – a whole one!
  • Started blogging
  • ‘Met’ loads of lovely Twitterfolk
  • Won a prize in a writing competition (first – and only – time ever)
  • Self-published Mousetrapped
  • Had a book launch
  • Saw Mousetrapped at No. 1 in an obscure Amazon category (blink and you’ll miss it!)
  • Got an agent
  • Wrote a proposal for Mousetrapped‘s sequel, Backpacked
  • Had an idea for a second novel (phew!)
  • Started the second novel (only a couple of chapters, but still)
  • Saw my novel off on its voyage into the big, bad world. Is that a phone ringing? No? Really? Are you sure? I better check, just in case…

So this birthday isn’t all that bad, really. This year has been a good one and hopefully – fingers, toes, etc. crossed – this coming one will be even better.

I’d even go so far as to say that things are looking good for New Year’s.

Here’s to what will hopefully be a great year of Being 28!

15 thoughts on “It’s My Birthday…

  1. Ita Roche says:

    Hi There Chicken
    Have a great one – what a difference a year can make!
    Well done on all accounts – and have an extra slice of cheesecake for me – trying to shed the pounds at the minute and having VERY LITTLE success. Enjoy your day and HEAD BACK DOWN tomorrow
    With a smile
    Ita

  2. Ann says:

    Happy belated by one day Birthday. What a fantastic year you have had. Long may it continue. Congratulations on your accomplishments.

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