Well I guess that is pretty darn obvious. But still. ITS SUMMER!!!

Now, normally, I am the girl who stays pale, very pale, because I don’t really go out in the sun too much because the sun can be so strong it can really begin to hurt my eyes, but also considering that, I do get hay fever which I recently developed over the last few years, which is a little confusing. My mission this summer is to be a bit more active, to go out in the sun a bit.

But, I do still intend to wear sun cream with a high spf. I’ve recently been wearing more feminine clothes, a few more dresses and glimmers of a more girly nature. That’s not to say I haven’t kept some of my original elements of my mask, my protection. I still wear the accessories/ outfits in a way that is more comfortable to my nature. To be honest I don’t quite have much that can be spread into style because to me my style is so fluid at times I don’t want to commit to saying “Yes this is who I am” because who I am, its constantly changing.

I am constantly changing with every story, with every moment, with every chance encounter. So why can’t my style? My persepective?  My own personal energy?

For a first draft edit for example? Well it’s a pretty simple-ish process that I go through. Generally, I will change the font colour across the whole document to say blue initially. I will then go through the work bit by bit, I will colour a section (whether that’s a chapter or a paragraph) a second colour, generally red. Once the document is completed I will take break from it, perhaps give it to a friend for a quick scan through to see if they pick up on something totally obvious that I have missed. After a short time, once I have been distracted enough, I will return to it and take on any notes from the friend, I will also take on the whole document, hopefully with “fresh eyes” once more. I will then go through as before section by section with even more focus, more eagle eyed as I change the colours again. Now this process may be repeated a few times, and over time more friends will look at it with an increasingly critical eye.

Debbie Moon an inspiration.

 

For me, a *cough* 20 something, it takes a good story to pull me back to children’s TV. She did it! She got me back watching the CBBC channel to watch Wolfblood. After stumbling on to the show to see what it was one afternoon, after seeing adverts after Young Dracula, something I watched as a child, I thought “why not see what happens?”

Well that got me hooked. It is such a brilliantly written and produced show!

I must say, when my friend Tom was helping his boss arrange the literacy fair in Wales, I did suggest, repeatedly that he should invite Debbie Moon. Well, even though I knew I wouldn’t be able to go down there and see and get to see her in person. It was still pretty great because he got praise from his boss because Debbie Moon agreed. I am so happy that the days I spent nagging my friend to “invite her already” worked out.

But she is pretty cool… actually pretty cool, I follow her on twitter, I have even had a couple of replies on occasion from her, and she is absolutely brilliant. I do end up fan-girling occasionally… But yes I do need to include her as an inspiration.

Why do I consider J.K. Rowling an inspiration?

 

Well… That is pretty simple really. I grew up in the Harry Potter generation, I had gotten to the point where very few books were able to capture and hold my attention, and she still has it. I am still a huge fan; I joined Pottermore in its early days, ended up in Slytherin. I have since come to terms with that and now have a great sense of Slytherin pride.

But, she is an inspiration. She was able to connect with so very many people and inspire them, to show the amazing things, amazing ideas and challenge the readers.

Not only that she has said she built her life from rock bottom and used that as the basis for the foundation of her life. That rings true and identifiable for me, I have had those times where you have to pick yourself up and rebuild your life from the bottom up. That is one of the hardest, bravest things to do at times.

I owe J.K. Rowling for making my child hood that much more bearable, magical and inspiring. I could never thank her enough. She has changed the world millions of times over.

Why such a drastic edit, give me a link?

 

Well… I butchered it a bit. I got hold of the original without all the smooth polished editing. I edited a tiny bit, making it a tiny bit less confusing. Oh and then I totally cut off the last five maybe original chapters like it was Frankenstein’s monster’s head and replaced that with what I now wanted to say, what I felt was most important to say.

The whole book when I first wrote it, it was the most overwhelming task I set myself, I find it very hard to read and look at so this edit with it full of those initial thoughts and emotions made me feel like I was contending with a mountain, a huge one. But the more I did it the more I realized I am no longer who I was, I am a lot healthier and much better for having taken those initial steps, the initial need to really challenge and confront myself.

 

Ah the link as I promised