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Daily Update: Falling Off Bikes, Eating Noodles and Trying to Become a Writer

Hi again,

It’s me. This is just a short one to keep you updated on my shambles of a day.

I went to work this morning bright and early and was instantaneously  whizzed off my feet by non-stop phone calls, park rangers and new duty managers.

All this week I have pretty much been in the museum, a lovely Tudor house filled with intricate mazes and blocked off passageways. I intend to write a short story about it.  Anyway, my day didn’t drag as much but it was a thousand times more stressful- putting it lightly.

I think I handled it pretty well, after the billionth call in regards to Andy’s Dino Day was returned and my heart rate had gradually returned to normal.

However, I did have a lot of trouble with a pricing gun at one stage and ended up with my little finger caught in the damn thing and with my face, hands and arms covered in ink. And at the end of it all I couldn’t even get it to work…

When you’re a student you’re in this weird in-between stage of not being a child or teen anymore but also not being mature enough to consider yourself an adult.

I am nineteen years old and have no idea how to refill a pricing gun and still get puzzled when I get addressed as “Miss” or the “Nice lady.” I find myself looking around in shock, half expecting one of my supervisors to have been standing behind me the entire time.

Anyway, at the end of the day I was late getting out and after being a bit too eager on my bike made it barely a meter before flying off and landing on the gravel with a dull thud.

A man and his son came to help me and after seeing my bleeding hands and broken bike (the chain had fallen off and the breaks had broken) the man helped me put it all back together and asked me if I needed a hug.

And not in a creepy way. In a fatherly way, if that makes sense.

It was strange.

Yes, the fall fucked my knee up pretty bad (it’s still hurting even as I type this) but it was more the feeling of not wanting to be older.

I wanted to cry and have my parents patch me up, I didn’t like having responsibilities all of a sudden. Just for a moment, I wanted to forego all the debt and  bills and shifts and insurance.

I wanted summer to be what it used to be.

Childhood summers were never ending. I could read Mates, Dates and Inflatable Bras to my hearts content. Or make garishly pink and poorly constructed cupcakes in the kitchen (making a mess which me and my friends would later regret when my mother walked through the door). I loved those times.

Now there was never enough time to get the infinite number of things done. Juggling everything at once; earning a wage, saving money, university reading lists, normal reading lists, writing, blogging, short stories, networking, socialising and much much more.

Work has been good for trying to get writing stints. The key is to just keep chatting to everybody. Like I said in my previous post a lot of people turned out to be writers and I hope that I’ll get the chance to interview them and learn more about what they do.

Anyway, I am now lying here, very bruised and cut up from falling earlier whilst my lovely boyfriend makes me instant noodles.

Last night I fell asleep very early and he took my makeup off for me and put me to bed. He really is a good egg.*

*FYI that’s the best egg you can be.

Speak soon tomorrow,

-E

Artwork by bikeyface.com

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Daily Update: Dinos, Tutoring and Opportunities Galore!

Today has been a very strange day in which everything seems to have happened at once for me. I really hope some good comes of it too because I am so pumped for this now.

I was working in the museum today at Wollaton for the dinosaur exhibit. This meant that I arrived at 9.15 am for a meeting and then proceeded to clean the hall before The Public arrived.

That always makes me laugh how the staff say that, it sounds a tad like the title for Stephen King’s latest thriller novel.

Moving swiftly on…

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I was chatting to Mick, my mentor for the day who is also a writer and does a lot of events in Nottingham such as plays and storytelling nights. I said that it sounded interesting and would like to review it sometime which he seemed more than happy about.

 

Me and him had some lovely chats today. That’s something that strikes me about the people that I work with. It’s that they really don’t go home and live mundane lives- rather they always seem to have a myriad of interesting hobbies and other projects on the go. Quite a lot of them are writers in their spare time actually which is lovely to hear because it means I get the opportunity to get advice on how to progress and some opportunities to network with them as I did today.

I honestly just love chatting with people which is how this day spiralled into opportunities galore for me.

The next one came from a volunteer called Ghezel who I had never met before. She’s a really elegant looking woman from Iran who lives on my university campus with her husband whose a researcher for schizophrenia.

I told her I was doing an English degree which piqued her interest and then went onto say that she was looking to improve her English (although she sounded extremely fluent to me) and asked me if I would tutor her.

She insisted on paying me which I feel quite bad about and I did say that I may not be the best person to ask as I specialise in Literature rather than linguistics. Although, she refuted this by saying I was easy to talk too and very kind and she would love for me to give it a go anyway. She even invited me to come visit her!

Anyway, we exchanged numbers when her shift ended and I said I would message her when I get the chance to sit down  and schedule something.

This day is already looking good, eh? But wait there’s more!

About an hour or so later a group of teenagers came up the stairs armed with microphones and tripods to film the hall and interview people. The latter included me I am amused to say.

networkI got talking to their teacher and learnt that they were part of a journalism course from Trent University for 15-17 year olds as a pre-university thing to boost CV’s. I explained that I was jealous of the opportunity that they were getting and went to UON myself doing an English degree. I said that journalism was something I was hoping to get into and told him that I wrote for the university magazine whilst I was studying.

Reader, I am not lying when I say that when I asked for volunteers we exchanged email addresses and he said he would be in contact with me to maybe be a part of a lecture or help with future projects.

WOW. I HAD A GOOD DAY FOR NETWORKING.

Anyway, I’m going to head to Tesco to treat myself to instant noodles and sweeties before continuing to do more writing tonight! Basically I have a heck of a lot of writing to do in general it would seem!

See ya,

-E

 

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Life Update: Brighton, Virginia Woolf’s House & Pride Weekend

Hello boys and girls!

Yes, I am aware that it has been a very long time and for that I thoroughly apologise for not updating this blog more often. It’s been a busy time at university and with work over the summer but I have finally taken the time to sit down and write.

Last Wednesday I rose from my coffin (a.k.a my bed) at approximately 2.30 am and like one of the walking dead proceeded to get ready for my seven hour coach ride to Brighton.

It was quite a bizarre morning to say the least. I failed to lock the door to my room after angrily banging it closed for about five minutes- waking up my poor flat mate- and then shimmied downstairs with my array of bags to where my equally tired taxi driver awaited me.

I had overestimated how much time I had before the coach arrived and therefore had an hour of shivering in the morning mist before boarding my coach. There was a homeless man snoozing behind me peacefully and a strange old lady with a crooked neck that kept staring at me. After about half an hour of doing this, she finally hobbled over to me and asked me in a voice similar to nails on a chalkboard where the train station was. But before I could even deign to give her an answer she abruptly cut me off, “NEVER MIND! You obviously don’t know!”

Reader, it was right behind us.

Moving swiftly on, the coach ride itself was pretty uninteresting other than some woman literally waking me up so that she could sit next to me, forcing me to lug my huge bag onto my lap. I wouldn’t have minded, but a quick survey of the coach showed me that there were plenty of more convenient free spaces available making it completely unnecessary.

*Pauses to grab journal*

Right here we go-

Wednesday evening saw us all going to Ian’s parent’s friends house for dinner. Their names are Crawford and Rose, a dainty couple – one Scottish the other Cornish with a beautifully kitsch house in the middle of Brighton. They had two cats and the dinner was exquisitely set and prepared. I especially liked the fact that she had used a giant pencil sharpener from Tiger to shred the carrots into tiny spirals. Later, we played a game not dissimilar to Chinese Whispers but with pictures where you had to guess what the person beside you had drawn. Let’s just say I ended up with gassy goose wearing a party hat…

Thursday we went into the city and I bought lots of books from a myriad of charity shops. I also bought a lovely golden mirror from a antique shop (which I then had to lug all the way home to Nottingham the following Tuesday). We also got some free Sprite.

Friday was one of my favourite days in which I might do an additional post on. We spent the day in Lewes- a little medieval town that I had been too with him on my previous trip before we were together. It was where he went to six form and also where Virginia Woolf lived. I wore my yellow and white pinstripe skirt with flowers cascading down the side and a white sleeveless shirt. I felt very summery. We caught the train there and first stopped off at a lovely little bakery and bought panini’s that we ate up near the resident castle. Next we visited the bookshops and I bought two more books. A lovely Tennyson from 1897 I believe and a 1941 edition of The Waves by Virginia Woolf*. After that, we went down to some old ruins and sat underneath the same tree we had the time before. Except then it had been covered in apple blossoms and now it was full of apples. I might right a short story on it for my other blog so stay tuned. We sat under there for a long time just snuggling and occasionally being hit on the head by a falling apple.

Saturday saw us doing some gardening which I thoroughly enjoyed. There’s something so relaxing about gardening, you feel accomplished and organised. I had a lovely chat with Ian’s mum, we spoke about books and the plans I had for my future. She’s a very intriguing woman in which I see a lot of Ian in her. I get very nervous around parents after past experiences going a tad awry but she was very warm and welcoming. They both were in fact! Anyway, it started raining so we stopped for the day and me and Ian went to go and meet with my sister in the city. She had come up for Pride and we spent a brief time showing her around some book shops before then nipping off to grab something to eat. We then got waffles and headed down to the beach, passing vast amounts of festivities and drunkenness. I have never seen a more lively city!

Sunday was possibly my favourite day, because that’s when we hiked to Virginia Woolf’s house! I cannot even begin to explain how excited I was and still am upon remembering it. The whole idea was to make it look as though her and Leonard had only temporarily stepped out for a walk*. It was so sunny too and getting to see where she wrote and sat and just existed made me even more determined to keep writing! That day we also stopped at a pub to get a drink and I accidentally threw mine all over the bartender by accident. I know, what even am I. The evening saw me meeting Ian’s godmother Anna who was quite a character! I absolutely loved her. She was so vivacious and lively. We all spent the evening playing Port Royal in which we were all conspiring against Ian. He won anyway but it was funny.

Monday; my last full day in Brighton. Me and Ian slept in and then headed down to the shops to get some baking things. We then made brownies, which turned out more like blondies because Ian failed to take my advice and put more cocoa in. They were still very good though. Nom. I also met his best friend Patrice who seemed to be a male version of myself. He works as an apprentice journalist for the BBC and we spoke about books and our love for Shakespeare and writing. It was marvellous and I hope he comes to visit Ian in Notts so we can talk more!

So, that was my time in Brighton! I don’t think I’ll bother including Tuesday because it just saw me going into town and catching the coach back home.

*** I’m going to do another few posts about things that happened in Brighton including a book haul and a more in depth review of Monk’s House.

-E

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Update: Back Again!

Hi everybody!

I am writing this on a rare day that I am not at work!  Isn’t that fun? I thought I would give you a brief update before I head out to commence today’s long awaited chores. So, without further ado here’s where I’ve been and what you’ve got to look forward too on this blog.

I have been in Brighton from the 1st of August till the 8th and then from the 9th till the 13th have been non-stop working. My time has been equally taken up with evenings filled with seeing friends and watching live broadcasts from the RSC at our local cinema. As well, my dad’s birthday is coming up and I have decided to write a short story for him about the war.

So, as you can see I have had a lot on my plate. But here are some upcoming posts to look forward too.

  1. My time in Brighton, specifically visiting Virginia Woolf’s house and my experience there.
  2. A review on Dodie Smith’s ‘I Capture the Castle’ (I am super excited to talk about it).
  3. Another review on Titus Andronicus.
  4. My TBR list (University Reading List mainly).
  5. Daily updates on my shenanigans.
  6. Another review on Angela Carter’s ‘Nights at the Circus’ which I am currently a short way off finishing (I may have put it down after becoming a tad obsessed with Smith’s book).
  7. A review on Laura Marling’s music.
  8. How To Prep for University.

My focus for the last week or so has been on finishing off a journal of mine which was quite time consuming but great practice when it comes to writing. That’s all finished now (I wrote 43 pages in about two and a half days) so I feel very accomplished and can now spend a bit more time on this and my other blogs.

Anyway, I am already behind schedule so should crack on with getting to the bank.

Goodbye for now!

-E

 

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Life Update: Being Single, Friends and Crying (With Laughter) Over Spilt Milk

This is yet another life update, seeing as the last one was very rushed and pretty short.I am currently watching one of my closest friends Natalie pack away her things. She has been living with me for over a week now during Easter break. She’s originally from Malaysia, and catered accommodation kicks everyone out over the breaks which is brutally unfair.

It’s been a pretty eventful time, with a brief visit home for about 4 days on which she accompanied me. We went to St Alban’s to the cathedral and she even got to witness a full blown family dinner – with authentic arguments and more!

My brother introduced (yet another) new girlfriend, then proceeded to try and embarrass me in front of her and Nat. Although, it backfired horribly and he ended up looking even more douchey than usual. My sister came home, mid dinner, drunk and in tears because her so called “friends” had tricked her into eating meat after going without it for two years.

So yes, it was very interesting. And then there was the whole being afraid of bumping into anyone around town who knew about the breakup. I know that sounds very paranoid, but it is a very small town.

Here’s to being a single pringle. It’s a very weird feeling and I won’t lie that I still very guilty about the whole ordeal. But the space was much needed. I just needed to break ties with a lot of things from my old life that I associated with harder times. Unfortunately that meant the break up too.

I just need to learn how to be independent and on my own. I want to do so many things in life and just generally be a little more selfish. I am only 19 after all! We have our whole lives ahead of us!

I like the idea of being able to pick myself up and travel to a new place without anyone knowing who I was or having anything tying me to any one place. Sounds pretty cheesy, eh? I was even thinking about possibly becoming a travel writer. Getting paid to actually go to new places and write about the weird experiences (because believe me there would be a lot) I have. I mean weird shit happens to me almost daily, and that’s in England!

I have enjoyed having Natalie stay with me. We had a lot of laughs, most of them funnily enough to do with milk. There was the time we just bought some new milk and I aggressively pulled the fridge door open in which led to it somersaulting out 007 style and splitting. Milk everywhere. It was on several people’s snapchats.

The milk before that, Nat gave away to my neighbour in another flat. And the one we had before todays, we managed to consume in just ONE DAY.

We have a milk problem, I believe. I mean we drink the stuff like water haha!

Other than that, the only other thing I have to say is that I nearly got hit by a car today. Legit if I hadn’t stepped back onto the curb I would’ve been under their bonnet. Some guy saw it happen and said, “All my daysssss you should be dead, yeah?” to which I weirdly responded with a squeaky, “Sorry!” before hurrying off in embarrassment.

I have work tomorrow and they are trying to teach me how to make a billion different types of coffee which should be interesting, and by interesting I mean end in disaster…

I shall write more tomorrow, I am going to try and be as regular with this blog as I was last month. Which wasn’t amazing, but was good considering this is me we are dealing with aha!

Speak soon,

E xxx

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Life Update: Busy Bee, Breakups and Beginnings.

Hi there,

Long time no see, eh? Well, I have had a pretty interesting time and a very legit reason for the radio silence.

So, I wasn’t going to discuss this on my blog but seeing as no-one knows about it I might as well be honest. I recently broke up with someone, and yes it’s pretty shitty and I feel awful but it was also necessary. I think that’s all I’ll discuss on here about it.

I am currently sitting in Hallward Library at university and using my blog as an excuse to procrastinate. I have been seriously busy, what with going home for a couple of days, working at Wollaton Hall, revision and having Natalie staying with me.

I’ve had a lot to take my mind off of things which is good. So far, I have managed to half plan my Beginnings of English coursework which I shall have properly planned by about five. Then I shall write it up and start planning my second piece which is a commentary.

Uuuuugh I sound totally boring, don’t I?

I guess I feel as though I’ve been slacking of late, and need a kick up the ass to get myself going again. I didn’t realise that the library is only open today till 8:45 when I’d planned to do work in here till like 10. Normally I am so good with revision, so why am I slacking of late?

The beginnings pieces are only 1000 words each too!

Anyway, this was just a little update which was a tad pointless and all over the place. Hopefully, my posts will get back into a schedule soon.

Speak soon (hopefully),

E xxx

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Life Update: Cats, Clubbing and Hubba Bubba Bubbles.

Hey everyone,

lateeeeJust a little post before I finish some others in the line up. I have been super busy with uni work, work work and magazine writing. Yes, it sure has been chaotic at the moment but I have a spare moment and thought I would give you lot a little update on my life.

The title for this one is a tad weird and most of it is in regards today so lets get cracking!

I accidentally overslept today and ended up missing my 9am and I was particularly annoyed because it was on Chaucer- my favourite!

I will admit I have been feeling a little low of late, I have had a lot on my mind (personal stuffs) but I managed to pick myself up again today.

At around half twelve I strolled into uni, dodging open day crowds and being forced to wait in the longest SPAR line known to mankind- and all for a packet of crisps, a bottle of Dr Pepper and some bubble gum! Then I walked into the door trying to get into the Impact meeting (the uni magazine) and was immediately sated with fudge from Amy the head of the Arts department.

I say offered, she was pretty much shoving it at us because apparently her gran got her 50 hubba bubbaboxes of the stuff and she’s not the fondest of fudge. Not that I’m complaining, I have the sweetest tooth to mankind after all!

We then discussed Print ideas and I now have a long list of things I need to get done varying from a week- a months time. I have 2 book reviews, another short story and an interview with two booktubers to get done.

To be fair I am actually pretty excited and as we speak I am cracking on with my latest modern Shakespeare creative writing piece. After that we looked at the new layout for the mag (editor roles etc) got depressed and then realised that me and Dan were both late for Academic Community. Whoops!

Other than that I kept blowing hubba bubba bubbles on my walk home and made a fool out of myself (seriously when do I not?) when it backfired and got stuck all over my face. I also walked to uni with lipstick all over my teeth this morning- so that’s great too!

I got bacat.jpgck a while ago and have been chatting to people in the kitchen and mainly to Naveedh.
I also went into super ninja mode and snuck Albi the cat into my room for a fuss. Before Naveedh then insisted on shooing him out. Gawd I miss my Tango. Never mind hopefully I’ll see him over Easter.

I guess the only other thing worth mentioning would be that I went out a lot last week – this seems to be becoming a habit now which isn’t good! I considered fitting that into this post but I just realised my clubbing stories are something else and will probably need a post on their own.

Look out for that tomorrow then!

See you soon,

E xxx