I just singed up in National November Writing Month, and it feels so great to announce a novel in a month! Since I have identified the fear of publishing as one of my biggest ones, let’s see how it goes now that I have taken this step.
So, my novel is starting, a sequel to a previous one, and let’s see how it goes!
I already have a title and I am to write every day. One Month, One Novel.
Halloween is around the corner, and although it was not in my tradition to celebrate it, I looked around for information. Apparently, the origins go back to the ancien Celts, so it is well rooted in the UK where I happen to live right now.
Something I could relate with? Apparently, for the Celts, November 1st was New Year’s Eve, and something is dying for something else to be born, as winter is coming.
So I take it as a new beginning, and a day with mystery and magic, which I rather enjoy.
Especially with a nice desert and with a glass of wine.
At least I am waiting to see what my friends have in mind, who will celebrate it tonight and invited me over!
yesterday I had a discussion on what it is to be oneself and to live with others. I don’t like conforming, this is boring and the opposite of life to me. But we also live with others, how does this coincide?
I put up an artistic project where I try a compromise: do something I love, but give to the Establishment something they will like, so that everyone can feel happy about it.
Now let’s see how it will go.
If making others happy doesn’t cost me my quintessential values, I can do that.
Oh, and coffee is good at Beany Green near Paddington Central.
I will concentrate on the adventures part because this is what matters most at this moment. I wake up early and look for potential cafes in my new neighborhood.
With my fridge empty, all my clothes on my bed and my bank account at a low point, I suffered bying a duvet cover in a huge department store in Oxford Circus.
And here I am today, with my body feeling tired after having waited for hours in front of a till to pay and then carrying my loot back home.
In the meanwhile, the main reason why I looked for a duvet cover, is still valid: I am to stay more in London, because I am looking for a central place to start my initiative from. Brexit and all, London still seems to be a central mega-polis.