So the Uni recommended Teach Yourself Creative Writing and I've just started reading it. It states, on page 4:Writing is a good way to reduce stress and relieve depression. Simply writing any troubles down makes them seem more manageable. Re-living past traumas on the page can reduce their power to haunt. Writing is a way of taking control over your life. Therapy might not be your primary...

That's right, Blog: optimism!You see, I was at the karaoke at the Union on Monday, and yes, I sung - 3 times. Oddly enough, I don't get nervous or anxious about that kind of thing, even though I'm horrible at it. So I ended up thinking about why that was. I mean, I refused to sing/play guitar at Open Mic Night, so what was different? The guitar. Not only do I enjoy playing guitar, I like to think...

If only The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy's advice could save me now.Last night I had the first anxiety attack I've had in a long time. I'd forgotten how bad they get. I honestly thought I'd gotten over my fear of people, at least a little bit, but it turns out I haven't. The only reason I haven't panicked for Quite Some Time is because I spent Quite Some Time avoiding the situations that make...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009 *Copied and PastedNo, really, it is. The End is most certainly Nigh. Becuase, you see,I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANYTHING SINCE I GOT HERE!Hence The End being very Nigh indeed, since, you know, I live here now. (For those who haven't read previous blogs, I left home on Friday. It is now Tuesday.).I always did have to be in my room in order to write anything. I could get ideas...

Saturday, September 12, 2009 *Copied and Pasted.Okay, it hasn't been cold, but I thought that title sounded better than The Warm-Despite-Its-Reputation but Still-Just-As-Distant West Coast.Yeah, so I moved into the Halls at Uni yesterday. The room's alright. It could be better but it could be worse. Everyone I've met have been dead nice. I haven't yet attempted to use the washing machine yet. Or...

Friday, September 04, 2009 *Copied and Pasted.Either because the blog writing was an instant success or because I dreamt rather creatively last night (or pure coincidence) my Muse returned to me. I knew he wouldn't stay away for long. Maybe I'd just been overworking him and he needed a rest. If this is so, Mr. Muse, then I apologise, and I promise I wont do so again. Please don't leave me again. I...

Thursday, September 03, 2009 *Copied and Pasted.I've always loved reading stories and have made them up almost as long as I can remember. We all do, as kids. Then an author visited my Primary School when I was about 10 and inspired me to start writing them down and I had a wee series of stories about Ruby the Rat, who was an FBI agent. It was good fun.But anyway, my point is, I love to write. I do...

I remember when I first met her.We were outside Morrison’s. I was with Anne, my best friend. She was with Lora, her best friend. Anne and Lora were best friends in Primary School but were separated in Secondary School, so they were catching up on the last three years. Me and Ruby were just like, “Hi.”. I told her about being rubbish with new people, but it turned out that it didn’t matter...