Random Thoughts 2022

Stephanie Meyer published a book called ‘Midnight Sun’. It is a retelling of her famous Twilight novel from the perspective of the male love interest, a vampire named Edward. In 2009, when the Twilight series was all the rage, I was fourteen years old. I was enamoured, to be honest. My parents forbade me from reading vampire romance so reading in the dark, in secret, made it all the more glorious. Oh I savoured every word. Anyway. All this is to say that hearing about Midnight Sun sparked some curiousity so I read some reviews and watched some ‘booktubers’ talking about it and have come to the conclusion that my 27 year old self really doesn’t have the time to read about the inner thinkings of a hundred and something year old vampire who decides, with the gift of immortality, to spend time in a highschool with sixteen year olds, and falls in love with one of them. I mean. I am 27. If I was immortal, highschool would be the last place I would spend my time, my goodness.

I realised this week, when my 2 year old had his first ever tummy bug, that I have to put my own tummy bug on hold in order to deal with his. I had to still rush up and down stairs, cleaning out vomit from sheets and floors and buckets, disinfecting everything. I had to make sure he was hydrated, and lie next to him ready with the bucket at his slightest stir. It’s amazing how the human body works. One minute I was so exhausted I couldn’t get off the sofa, and the next I was hurtling across the room to catch my child, who was shivering and hot and had vomit in his hair. Lovely.

There is also a ‘petrol shortage’ in the UK. I think it’s just a combination of panic-buying and a shortage of lorry drivers due to Brexit. Funny that, isn’t it. Leavers were worried ‘foreigners’ were taking all their jobs… now not enough ‘foreigners’ are taking the jobs. Funny funny irony. Thankfully we do not use our car much, so we are alright. But I have heard tales of ambulances not being able to fuel up due to the ‘shortage’ and have seen plenty of memes about ‘loo roll wankers’ being the same douchebags who are filling up plastic water bottles with petrol because this is apparently the end of times and what do we need most in an apocalypse? Petrol. Oh. Humanity.

I spend a lot of time thinking but my thoughts are to-do lists.

2026: Why I am publishing this list of 2022 thoughts now, I have no idea. I came across it in my drafts folder and sentiments sure have changed in 4 years. My 2 year old is now almost 7, and I have a nearly 5 year old, and my thoughts are occupied by far more complex things! But why not publish this, why ever not.

National [Anything] Writing Month

I am doing NanoWrimo!

I am doing it!

Doing it! It’s day three of November so I am fashionably late to the party but I sat here while cooking and sweating and have a mound of laundry and a pile of dishes and my boss pinging me about overdue work and I sat here thinking aaaahhhh I really REALLY want to watch The Handmaid’s Tale Season 5, but I have no time, and my daughter is eating an apple and my son has popped to the shops with his dad..

And I sat here as the sun is setting on a beautiful sunny November day of damp cold earth…

And I thought, heck, tosh and squiggle. I never do anything for myself. I want WANT to do NanoWrimo!

But it’s not NanoWrimo, it’s NanoPoblano! It’s pretty much the same thing, you write something every single day of November. But this time it’s a blog post. A blog post for every day of November! I am way too late to be officially part of NanoPoblano, but I will be checking the hashtags and plodding along doing my own type of thing anyway.

So I have three to catch up on today, and then start properly from tomorrow.

What I am telling myself is this: Even if it is just one sentence, one poem, one photograph… it’s enough.

Happy writing!

Are you doing NanoWrimo? Or any writing challenge?