The End of the Month

I can't quite believe that I have managed to stick this out until the end, especially with how hard I have found it to write in the last week. 30 blogs in 30 days! When I started this almost a month ago, first of all I didn't know what I was going to write. Secondly, I didn't know if anybody was going to read what I had to write. Finally, was the stuff I have wrote going to be any good? I must admit, I was quite scared to take up a challenge like this, It is nothing compared to some of my other fellow bloggers who have took the challenge to write a blog a day and a 50,000 word novel all in the month of November or even those who have wrote a novel this month. Maybe I will save that for next year. I have always enjoyed writing, and know I always will enjoy writing. I have liked the response to some of my blogs, obviously every writer enjoys the praise or to be told somebody likes what you are doing, me included. I appreciate the criticism of some of the things I have wrote and the disagreements about my opinions on certain things. Some days it wasn't easy to sit down and just write about something for this blog, especially the days I had a particularly stressful or busy day at work. Other days I would surprise myself with what I managed to write.

The most surprising blog for me has to be the poem I wrote while suffering a massive hangover a few weeks ago Last Night. It nearly wasn't a poem at all and would have been me just whinging about being hungover if I hadn't fallen back asleep before deciding to write. I really enjoyed writing that poem as well because it is a story within the poem I wrote. I look back and read it and it makes me smile. I like using emotion to write because the process is so much easier for me, the words just flow and I don't have to try particularly hard when I write like that. Although I don't know quite how to react when somebody tells me I have made them cry, I just want to give them a big hug. There have been things I have nearly wrote and moment has slipped away because I have been busy or at work etc. On the other hand, I have wanted to write about things that I know would receive much criticism. But I have dared not dent my ego to that extent, well not yet anyway. I have just flirted a little bit with some of these topics I want to discuss hidden in amongst my other blog posts from this month. People who know me well have noticed and warned me off but recently I saw on a friends facebook the words of Eleanor Roosevelt. "Do what you feel in your heart is right - for you will be criticised anyway. You'll be damned if you do and damned if you don't". With those word echoing in my mind, I will hopefully show the courage to write about things I know I will get criticised for.

I have been surprised by the people who have mentioned that they read my blog to me and I wouldn't have expected it from some of them. I know others just sit silently reading what I post with no mention that they have popped by, but I really am thankful that you have been reading because it has spurred me on to keep writing. When I thought about writing this last blog of the month, I wanted to end with a witty quote or some wise words of wisdom. But nothing seems more adequate than one message of support I received that really made me feel humbled. It is from a friend I had lost touch with and not spoken to for a while.

Winter is here. .

It's cold outside and Winter is here,

Sometimes it's the season I most fear,

It is dark and It's cold, 

I can't imagine what it's like for the old, 

Wrap up warm is the general advice, 

But still our heating bills double in price, 

Energy companies make more and more profit,
Through all the talk they will not stop it,

But it is a time of joy and festive cheer, 

To all relax and drink lots of beer, 

We all get together and sing Auld Lang Syne, 

With being drunk, it is always out of time, 

Before we know it here comes Spring, 

The season of daffodils and lambing, 

By now winter has gone, there is nothing to fear, 

Well, at least for another year!  

Last night

I awake again with a banging headache and feeling sick,

 Oh why oh why did I down that glass of wine?

And did we really both walk in at the same time? 

Drink after drink there is no slowing down,

Soon my head will be spinning around and around. 

Where did that pretty girl go? 

Who cares she had a boyfriend anyway,

Either that or thought I was gay, 

What is that? Vodka you say, 

Just send one my way.

Oh no, now I am on social media, 

I think I am starting a debate,

Oh, but wait..

It is more of a drunken attack, 

Sober me will pay for that. 

Oh I love this song, lets dance! 

Another pint, oh and a vodka to,

Hold that thought, I just might spew,

Sit back down and look around,

No money in my pocket, not even a pound. 

Cash point first, takeaway second, 

I guess now its time to go home,

But I don't wander the streets alone, 

We get a taxi instead,

and then finally I'm back in my bed.