*POSSIBLE TMI* My Nexplanon Experience

Hello, so I put a possible TMI warning in the title just to warn you all that this post is not necessarily something you want to read…I’m going to be talking about my experience with Nexplanon, which in case you don’t know is the contraceptive implant. So read no further if you don’t want to know about it. Or read on. You know, up to you!

I’m also not going to share this one on Twitter like I usually do…

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Am I a ‘Born’ Writer?

I’m currently over halfway through reading One Day by David Nicholls, enjoying it and finding myself relating to Emma a fair amount. Emma gets her degree in English and History but finds herself miserably working in a Mexican restaurant for two years after graduating but having little ambition (similarly to Dexter) I’m two-thirds of the way through my degree and find myself wondering what on earth I’m going to do when I finish – I mean I have ambition, but at the same time I’m not completely sure I want to be a teacher, and Journalism seems tough to get into – do I go into teaching despite not being sure if my heart is in it? If I did become a teacher, I would, like Emma did, not give up on writing and squeeze it in when I can.

There’s a particular chapter (or section in a chapter) in One Day that got me thinking though. The narrator describes how Emma sits and writes with really nice stationary, but then wonders if she’s a real writer because born writers write on the back of bus tickets and suchlike and don’t really care about stationary. This got me wondering if I’m a ‘born writer’. It’s not really about the stationary – I mean I like cute stationary but it’s not the be all and end all to me, but at the same time I’d probably not write on the back of a bus ticket.

And it’s made me think about how I got into writing in the first place. I can remember having varying favoured future careers in mind when I was little (as we all probably did) from singer, to teacher, to doctor, to actress, to writer. My career options now basically come down to Teaching or Journalism. When I was little I used to play with Teacher Barbie and have a pretend ‘class’ with my teddies, but I also used to cellotape pieces of plain white paper together and make up my own magazines, usually being most creative with the front cover.

I don’t think I got into writing creatively until the later stage of childhood though, like I remember in year 5 I wrote a story I was quite proud of about what happened to the Mary Celeste in the Bermuda Triangle because at the time we were learning about the Bermuda Triangle for some reason. I used all the clues about why the ship was found the way it was with all the mysterious circumstances, and my teacher seemed to think it was quite good so I felt encouraged that for once I was good at something (having not really shown much talent for anything else, in fact feeling pretty useless at most things) I wrote some very random little stories in pretty notepads around that time as well, quite girly ones that were basically the sort of stuff Jacqueline Wilson wrote, because I really liked her books back in the day! My writing didn’t get really serious until I was a teenager. I still kept notebooks, and still do now – because I simply prefer writing pen to paper, not straight onto my laptop.

My late Mother was a keen writer too, and I like to think that if I am a ‘real’ writer, I’ve sort of inherited it from her if that makes sense. She also preferred to write quite late at night! I don’t know why, but I write best late at night when it’s nice and quiet and private and no matter how tired I am, if I have a good idea I will get it down. And I love the feeling I get when I know I’ve written something that’s quite good actually! Or at least, while I was writing it I was excited and I could picture what was happening, but the important thing is to make sure that the reader is excited and can picture it. Last night I wrote a really good story but then realised afterwards that I never described what the two main characters looked like! May need to edit that in 😉

Anywho, I hope this post hasn’t been too long and chatty for you, I’m still getting into blogging! I still don’t really know if I’m a born writer, but I am sure that I love writing and it seems like I’m somewhat good-ish at it (I’m on a good writing streak right now)  so I know I’ll continue to write regularly no matter what career path I take.