it has been three years since I decided to start a blogging adventure, as a form of a diary, addressing myself to the different months. I was living in Paris at the time, and I had to face a into my face wannabee boss and my unfullfieled artistic and love drives. I meant to write every day.
Ever since, a lot of things have changed.
I am in London.
I have published my first novel (to be translated in English soon).
My heart is still attached to Paris, but I am happy to have started new adventures here.
I would like to thank so much all of the friends who have accompanied me and offered feedback all these years.
Your advice has been valuable!
More precisely I would like to thank some of my oldest friends, but also those I havent’t mentioned with their wise comments:
I thought it would be ok to take my computer and go work at a Soho café on Sunday. Well, it was nice to change neighborhood and to see new people, but as for working, I should probably forget it.
It was small and crowded, with great coffee, though.
I even tried two or three others in the area, packed with people having the same idea.
What do I exactly look for?
A comfortable café with a lot of space, half filled customers. So that you can amuse yourself with other people but they aren’t too many and noisy to completely distract you from whatever you are doing.
A place which is not a well-known chain but something more personalised.
So I went to the Foyle’s café on the 5th floor of the homonymous bookstore.
I tried to wake up at 6.00 for the last two days in order to be more productive with my writing and I have felt sleepy and moody for the rest of the day. I just wonder if I should stick to it or if I should go back to my old rhythm.
You see, the thing is I have become more productive but not much happier. And if I don’t find a way to be both, this is not going to last.
The main thing is I like to start my day day-dreaming. This is my best spot.
So working early and night-dreaming or daydream?
Both I guess.
Daydreaming is number one for a writer. And night-dreaming.
Then I can go back to my other writing.
I want to feel every day that I can change the world with my writing and my thoughts.
BECAUSE BEING A WRITER IS CHANGING THE WORLD STARTING FROM OUR OUR OWN!
here I am again, with a considerable amount of work, unanswered mails, a book plan pending and a group of people who thought my last presentation sucked.
How do I turn this around?
“Whatever you think, think the opposite”!
This is the advice of the day.
So I have some work I love and I am on top of it, everybody loves and admires my presentation, and what is more, I have an artistic portfolio that has substance and a book that is practically finished.
Glory and wealth awaits in the next corner, and YES, the World will be saved from itself!
yes, I have an internet connexion problem because I spent all my gigabytes watching this film with dogs in order to relax. The result is I don’t have any connexion left to blog or other things. And the computer I use right now is not private so I might have to go fast.
Since I was under cover, no photo or name of mine will appear.
I enjoyed meeting very easy-going and cool co-bloggers, not to mention the speech given by the master-mind Luca, of WordPress, with tips about blogging. Telegram and Snapchat was one of them. But there were a lot more.
Now, as to the rest of the weekend, I had to go wireless, and instead I fed the ducks at the park. No need for connexion, just a connexion with Nature
so there is this blogger meeting, the Blogger’s Bash I intend to attend for the first time, and meet people who share the same passion: writing and publishing something on line on a regular basis!
In the meanwhile, I have been dealing with practical questions: how to keep my environment organized, satisfy my flatmate who thinks I don’t clean the surfaces in the Kitchen every time I finish cooking -she might have a point- with creative writing, organizing my next artistic event and also looking for funding opportunities for another round in the UK.
Hmmm… and last but not least, I need to walk more than 15.000 steps a day so that our team wins the trophee at the working platform I am attached to.
So, where is the time for romance? Passion? Exhuberation? Soul searching?
To be honest, I start from soul-searching and being open to inspiration.
This is why I can forget spraying Dettol on the kitchen or to put my clothes in order.
This is also the reason why I start my working day after lunch.
And why I finish so late!
Do I want to change that?
I like writing late, the feeling that I am the only person around.
There is something rebellious about it, I am not sure I can find early in the morning.
I am still in front of my desk with my eyes kind of aching after all these words I have been reading, writing, erasing, rewriting.
Actually I admit I have a publishing fear: I am writing, and then I don’t really show my work to the publishers I could have. Especially in the world contacted. Especially when it comes to writing a project for my other activity, the artistic project organization, I seem to feel overwhelmed: I still have on my mind the words of my critics, it doesn’t make sense, it is not well written, it is … not publishable for the brochure of the exhibition… you’d better stick to contact the catering… who do you think you are, the curator?
Just to make a long story short.
The thing is, I have dared to publish a book. But I went to find a publisher in my French village, probably hoping no one will find about it.
At least none of my Parisian, high brow critics.
I am a great performer, so I dare to explain things in meetings.
But when it comes to writing the text, there is something in the form that doesn’t fit the gallery’s standards.
I decided to change that.
I will sent as many projects as possible. They will wonder how on earth I found the time.