What a week. What a couple of weeks. What a month.
M said when I called her about helping with the mentoring service she runs that I might get more than I bargained for. It’s been a hell of a ride so-far but on the positive side, does suggest the direction I’m taking my life — into counsellng — is going to actually work. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been told I’ll make a good counsellor.
Lucky then I’m not planning on training in the ballet then isn’t it?
But the creative stuff still has to happen. I need to write and that’s been suffering a little the last month. It’s been 2 weeks since the last writing update on this blog (I have updated daisydonnie.com though with a new homepage table of contents and a couple of additional tweaks to make it easier to use.)
I’m sitting here in the loungeroom at home and Cosmo Cosmolino’s ‘Streetsweeper’ album has come on – I wrote 50,000 words to this album and it still inspires now. Dark, gypsy and complex music does that for me. Bright, pop anthems sung by 20 year olds with peroxide blonde hair who dress themselves by apparently throwing strips of fabric at their bodies and keeping what sticks don’t work however. Call me an old fogey (YOU:’You’re an old fogey!’ ME:’Fuggoff!’).
So, keep your eyes peeled for the next updates and have a great day. Or don’t if you’re goth.