So... um... I got published in this anthology of stories
. The money raised by the book goes towards charity, so really it's just the chance to get their name in print for any of the authors and, well, I think that's a great thing. I had a lot of fun writing my little piece, and it is only a little piece and not even the best in the book. I was actually really surprised they accepted my work, but people who have read it really enjoy it.
There's another anthology going round that I'd quite like to partake in as well - but this is a horror based one, and I'm not really sure if I'm so good at horror. I think I'll give it a shot though; I really do enjoy writing, and it's about the only thing in my life that doesn't mess me up and cause panic or anxiety. Well, except when it comes to editing but editing is dreaded by all writers I think.
But... yeah, just wanted to share the link with you all. If you want to read some smashing stories about GLBTQI+ groups during the Great War, knowing the money is going to a good cause, I'd really pick this one up. The stories are touching, and it was all done with great care to historical accuracy.
Hoping everyone is doing well! Sorry I don't post so often; I really should but I always seem to get distracted.
Oh yes! And I have a new little baby cousin. His name is Tom and he's adorable. My job is to help make sure he doesn't see Frozen as the greatest animated movie of all time. My big cousin/honorary brother (we basically grew up together round at our gran and grandad's. I have my real brother, and I have my honorary brother, both of whom tormented me but eh that's family) and I are in agreement that it's a good movie, but honestly, The Lion King is the best of Disney's out-put.
Nothing really else to report here. Still dealing with all my mental health issues; though I've started at the gym as a way of boosting my self-confidence and to see if it helps with the always feeling tired. NHS Scotland has a program that lets you do that. We were down in London, actually, when the results of this latest General Election came in. We went to see The Lion King Musical on the Friday night. A right old Tory supporter who sat a few rows behind us overheard my mum speaking to his wife as they came back to their seats. He told her to go home to Scotland, we'd lost, and weren't wanted down there anymore. ... Yeah, it was that sort of trip. Show was lovely though, the staff did their best to make sure the guy didn't get talking to us again.
Also got to see Les Misérables with two great friends, who basically ambushed me a few hours after I got into town. It was a great night - one of the cast was from Maryhill so it was nice to have a chat with another Scot in among all the election nonsense. It's coming up for the 30th anniversary, I think. My friend - who sees the show quite often - thinks they're going to redo the theatre and we won't have the turn-table stage anymore. Not really sure what to think of that, it's been with the show so long.
Galavant was renewed for a second season, as was Agent Carter. The latter is coming to the UK soon which I'm very happy about because I've been singing it's praises to Dad and he really wants to see Peggy Carter being the badass we all know she is. Even when I was little, Dad always seemed to be a bit wary of the type of female characters I saw in movies and on TV. He preferred the ones that could stand on their own two feet more than the ones who seemed to need rescuing all the time. I think he just wanted me to know I could do what I wanted, and didn't want the TV telling me otherwise.
I'd like Galavant to come out on DVD - then I could show him that. He'd love the humour, and the music.
My birthday is ... two months away tomorrow by date. I'll be 25. A quarter of a century. People will expect me to be a proper adult by now and what I am? Someone who gets freaked out by her own mind over-reacting, who breaks the common Western belief of leaving home early by still staying with her parents, and who collects toys inside of going out to clubs. ... No wonder most of my family prefer my cousins.