Risky business...

I’ve never been much of a risk taker, in fact I much prefer to play it safe than to live dangerously, but recently something in the back of my mind has been telling me I need to let go and do something crazy. I’m not really sure what that something is, but there’s a feeling in the bottom of my stomach telling to live a little bit more.

I’m not saying I have a sudden urge to jump out of an aeroplane or bungee off a cliff, but I do feel like I am ready for a new challenge, the only problem is I’m just not sure what it is. Part of me wants to pack my bags and go exploring, but I wouldn’t have a clue where to start. Besides the thought of imitating Mr Stevens driving around the country in my clapped out old KA doesn’t quite have the appeal that Ishiguro wrote about.

I always admire people who do have the guts to act on their feelings though because it shows strength and determination, something I feel I may be lacking. Take my friend, Becky, for example. A week ago she told me she was moving to Hong Kong with her boyfriend after he was offered a promotion at work. Now if that isn’t amazing, I don’t know what is! I know I’m going to miss her loads, but there’s nothing to stop me from getting on a plane and going to visit her.

Maybe that’s why I’m feeling the way I do now, because I’m lacking some excitement in my life. Perhaps the long, cold winter we have had has reduced me to a serious case of cabin fever and steered me away from my happy place!

The time has come though; a change will be good…providing of course I make the right one, but I guess only time will tell if I do.

Watch this space….

Flash Fiction: The Cell

Another 99 word Flash Fiction story I have written....

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Lying on the iron bed his head pounded and his face black and blue. His stomach churned as bile invaded the back of his throat like poison. The room smelt damp and all he had for company was rotten mould seeping through the walls. His knuckles were bloody and scratched from where he tried to defend himself…the first of many, he thought.

It shouldn’t have been him, but they did it this time. Framed by his own family all because of a stupid bet that went wrong.

Day 1 was done, only another 9 years, 364 days to go….

Where has the time gone?

Logging into my blog this evening, I couldn’t believe it when I saw the last time I wrote something for you all was over a month ago. I am in absolute shock that I have managed to neglect my passion for so long. What has happened to me? Where have I been? The answer to these simple questions is this, I really don’t know and to be honest, it’s a little bit scary when I think about it.

On reflection, however, work has been extremely busy; I have been focusing on my new diet and spending some quality time with my family so perhaps it isn’t as scary as I first thought. The only downside, however, is I have stupidly missed out on opportunities to share it all with you. Don’t panic though; I have lots to write about so stay tuned because I’m back….with a vengeance!