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Monday, January 05, 2009

Something new

Today was different. Today I became part-time. I’m still a full-time husband. Still a full-time father-to-be. I’m still a full-time fan of films, of books and following the damn frustrating escapades of my team, Crewe Alexandra, but yes, today I’ve gone part-time.

Today marks the first day where my day-job hours have been cut to concentrate on the writing.
As I write this at 8:20am, I’m sitting at the desk with a bowl to the side of me, littered with the dregs of crunchy-nut cornflakes floating lazily in a thin layer of milk, while to the other side a cooling cup of herbal tea sits, steam swirling into the air. Outside, a thin smattering of snow has dusted the world white…

…and all is calm. There’s not the hectic rush for the shower. There’s no clock-watching in case I miss the 8:10 bus into town. It's how a morning start should be: relaxed, contemplative and eager. The fact that I’ve actually got out of our warm bed into the chill of the morning air reasonably early, is an achievement in itself – a first step. How easy would it be not to get up for another hour? I know friends from work who have cut their hours and do exactly that.
But these two mornings off a week are for a definite purpose – writing more stories of freakishness and adventure.

But it’s not just the stories I’ll be bashing out during these mornings. In the future expect a few more blog entries on the Monday or the Tuesday. Perhaps even a Musket and Monsters Monday report (mmm… like the sound of that.) This year I expect free time will be squeezed as tightly as the last squirts from a tube of toothpaste, so the first two days of the week are the best times to catch me. If I do do a report on what I do, every Monday, it’ll probably be a round up the previous week’s news and other stuff. It’ll also be something more regular, something I hope to stick to even if on occasion it’s only a couple of sentences long.

Anyway, it’s time to bid you adieu, and cross over to the other laptop for some writing-japery.
I’ve a got a fistful of stories to write and only four hours to save the earth…