If this were Bloggers Anonymous, I would stand, walk slowly to the podium, turn, take a deep breath and mumble “Hi, my name is Serena and it has been one year and three weeks since my last blog.”
Seriously… Over a year.
Since the last blog I spent much of my time in Ireland and four months between Portugal, New Zealand and Spain.
I volunteered to manage the communications for an exciting new NGO; slavefreetrade based in Geneva. In fact at this very moment I am writing this from my hotel room in Geneva, just across from a picturesque lake dividing The Bankers and The People Who Want to Make the World a Better Place.
My cohorts fit into the latter group and we have been planning, strategising and getting connected over the last few days. In all seriousness; the potential of this project is mind blowing.
Becoming a writer… again
In the mean time I have been ghost writing a book, attempting to write fiction and even applied for a Masters in Philosophy and Creative Writing, as you do.
I realised that despite my ravenous curiosity for all manner of hobbies, interests, charities, businesses, places and things; writing is the thing I keep coming back to. It’s the one thing that seems to tie it all together and so I guess if I am going to be a writer, I should try and master it. Be the best I can be. And what says masterful like a masters degree?!
I wasn’t able to write for some time as there were parts of me that were broken. But now things are healing and lifting and the only thing stopping me is that I no longer have the habit. So I intend to change that. Starting… 10 minutes ago.
Being in Ireland
The reason we are still in Ireland is that John was asked to play for his old Gaelic Football club, so we are staying here until they (hopefully) win! Either way once the season is over we will move on… Our ever changing plan for our next stop vacillates between South East Asia, Eastern Europe, Africa and Central America depending on our moods on the day.
But where will we go and what will we do? It’s really up in the air until the day we book our tickets. Everything is changeable. Everything changes.
Until then I intend to write more. More blogs. A new website. More books. Perhaps.
Bring on 2017
I feel like I am only now getting into this year properly! I have been hibernating in the twilight of a misty parallel universe. But reality is now dragging me back through a warm gooey wormhole and plonking me back on the horse.
Do you feel that way too?