Evening folks. Here's a picture of me, taken 4 minutes and 12 seconds ago. Over the weekend, at a point sandwiched somewhere between dog sickness hysteria and pulling menacing faces at Mr HOTD, I hit the 100 follower mark. And quite evidently, I decided to go wild, glam up, and buy myself a delicious 900 calorie cake.
I cannot tell you how much of a happy moment the 100 follower mark was for me. It was probably on par with the time that I thought my family had devoured all the gravy at a recent roast, and then found a cheeky little second gravy boat hiding behind the pile of potatoes on my dad's plate.
In all seriousness, I would like to thank all of you so much for pressing that 'follow' button. I never envisaged that anyone at all would be interested in my pointless waffle, and therefore I am absolutely beyond grateful for all of your kind comments, support, and evident oddness. I'd also like to thank all of my closet readers (the ones that pop by for 5 minutes, the ones that have no choice but to read it simply because I bribe or blackmail them, and of course the occasional stalkers).
To me, knowing that people out there are enjoying my writing is the most invaluable thing in the world. My pen will always be the love of my life (sorry Mr Reynolds...), and my passion for writing is an integral part of who I am.
I'm currently writing my first novel, do marketing/web copy for a local business, edit for a novel publishing company based in Munich, and fill endless notebooks with songs that will soon be put to music. (I apologise in advance to my family for the howling cat noises and occasional taboo words that will document my journey in teaching myself guitar.) I'm also a bit of a poet, and have started to have a crack at writing a sitcom. (I don't think I'm funny enough, but I'll try everything once!)
I write/edit in different ways for different audiences, but without a doubt, this blog is the beating heart of my passion, purely for the fact that it is the most accurate reflection of myself, excluding the beast in the mirror, obviously. I'm able to put my whole personality into this thing, and write completely honestly, from the very deepest depths of my juicy heart. First and fore-mostly, I write this for myself, to release the contents of my forever frazzling brain and document my day to day life. I get inspired by absolutely everyone and everything, so while I never really know what I'll be writing about when I wake up in the morning, that's the thing I love the most about my blogging adventure.
The fact that you guys have joined me on my journey and enjoy my writing is just as lovely as my red onesie with the snowflakes on. You forever make me smile, and I can't thank you enough.
Now, does anyone know if Queen Marge'll be sending me a special, blogging telegram?
I hope you're all okay ladies. Sorry for being a soppy giraffe this evening. Evidently, I'm having an emotional moment, and being such a man 75% of the time means that I have to take full advantage of said moments. I owe you a glass of champagne! Lots of love, kisses, hugs, and eternal gratitude! Xxx