A decision has been made….

Just a quick blog today…..

After minutes weeks of agonising, a decision has been made, November's Challenge will be….

Origami

Not incredibly rock and roll I'm afraid, just the calm, relaxing project that I need right now. The year so far has included: running, swimming, unicycling, learning the ukulele, music reviews, baking, model building and story writing. Not a traditional art form in sight…..we'll be puting that right this month.

So number one in the traditional Japanese art of paper folding….a boat.

So if you want to follow me and become an expert in this ancient art form then click here.

 

Juneathon Day 30

Today’s run a steady dog jog, 4 miles on the trails around Bourne. A pretty uneventful run, except for bumping into Shaun who was in the middle of a 17-miler! He did invite me to join him, but I’m running the Thurlby 10k tomorrow so didn’t want to go crazy!

Total mileage today = 3.95

Total Juneathon mileage after day 30 = 114.07

After ten days of Juneathon I decided to take a more relaxed approach to the whole ‘run everyday’ mantra. Due in part, to workload and Euro 2012, but also the fact that I didn’t want the added pressure – I missed out on 6 days actual running. But on a positive note: I really enjoyed the month, mileage was good (considering I dipped out on some runs), had some really great runs, read some fabulous blogs and good banter on Twitter. Well done everybody!

Juneathon 2012: a success!

Juneathon Day 22

When I got in from work today’s run looked very doubtful. It was chucking it down and didn’t look like stopping. But…

‘Good things come to those who wait’

It did eventually stop raining and brighten up and I managed to fit in a 5 mile run round the woods before the dark clouds gathered and I decided to head home.

Total Juneathon mileage after day 22 = 75.30

As we head into the last week or so of Juneathon the time has come to decide on the next monthly project. After running, making, listening and playing the options of what to do are getting decidedly small. But after much deliberation we have a project for July: a Bakeathon.

The plan is to bake something every couple of days, we even have a list:

  • Pork pies
  • Bakewell tarts
  • Doughnuts
  • Profiteroles
  • Chocolate brownies
  • Scotch eggs
  • Muffins
  • Choc chip cookies
  • Swiss roll
  • Chocolate Danish pastry

Lovely jubbly!

 

Unencountered – Part 2

May’s Project continues, please feel free to read Part 1 before reading the next extract……

Unencountered – Part 2

I began having these vivid nightmares. Nightmares that seemed so real that I was having trouble telling the difference between the dreamworld and reality. That is when the notes started. I’d wake in the morning and find these strange notes next to my bed. The first one just read:

You

I didn’t recognise the handwriting. I lived alone, in fact for the past two weeks I had barely been out of the house. That first note really freaked me out. I had seen plenty of horror films and my imagination was running away with me. I couldn’t understand what was happening. Was I writing in my sleep? Was I possessed? But all the time the notes continued appearing:

You did it

It was you

The notes all had the same naive, scrawled script and always accused me of doing something. Then it happened, the moment that would change my life. I woke in the night to find the pen in my hand. I wasn’t just holding it, I was grasping it so tight that as much as I tried to let go, I couldn’t.

I was writing myself notes?

I began refusing sleep. No matter how loud my body was screaming at me, I refused. The sleepless days became waking nightmares. My mind was in turmoil. I didn’t know if it was day or night. And all the time the notes continued to materialise, only they began to take on a more sinister feel:

‘You did it – you killed her – it was you – so much blood

[To be continued]

 

Unencountered – Part 1

After much consideration, May’s Project has finally been decided. The plan is to write a short story over the month of May. A blog post every few days should keep me occupied. But also in an attempt to make it a more interactive experience for the couple hundreds of people that read this, please feel free to comment or tweet suggestions for ideas or inclusions to add to the story. Enough said, here we go…..

Unencountered – Part 1

That’s when I saw it. The only problem was, I wasn’t entirely sure what ‘it’ was….

It had begun some time in the summer I think, not a sighting, just a feeling. The feeling of being watched, the feeling of something not quite right, a very, very strange feeling. I couldn’t even place exactly when and where it had first started. It was just there. It seemed to have been with me for months, but it was only over the space of the last couple of weeks that the feeling had become so much more intense.

Everywhere I went I felt as though I was being followed. I’d go to the shop, and there it was. I’d go to work, and there it was. I’d take the dog for a walk, and there it was. The dog could sense it too, I could tell. A look here, ears pricked there, at times he would just stare at one spot.

But the last couple of weeks had been different. The darkness was rising, I felt a definite presence, an evil presence that was beginning to rule my life. The dog’s staring was now accompanied by a deep growl. A growl so deep that at times it sounded like the voice of a demon.

Then I began to lose control. At first I didn’t even realise that I was doing it….

[To be continued]

Operation Cutty Sark Day 28

I write this on a Saturday morning (feeling slightly guilty that i haven’t blogged for a week – hence this) with the end of the month looming and April’s Project, the building of the Cutty Sark, looking far from seaworthy.

It has been a very busy week: Media Studies deadlines, after school club, parents’ evening and we are looking after the mother-in-law’s dog for a couple of weeks why she is in hospital.

Meaning the Cutty Sark has taken a bit of a backseat. Although I have still managed to at least erect two of the masks, yes slightly off square, and yes lacking paint, and yes very wobbly, but erected all the same. Cue moan: the picture makes it look easy. It wasn’t. Three words: small, glue, plastic. Enough said…..

With the actual Cutty Sark now reopened, the pressure is on to complete! So, the vitally important Y10 and Y11 GCSE exam preparation marking will have to wait….