It’s good to be back.
I’m not a very superstitious person, but I have to admit to being a little intrigued at the way, when I was due to post Blog 13, Arty (my trusty laptop) decided that I should no longer be allowed to access the internet. I can only assume that if you are reading this I have won the battle of wills and - having restored factory settings - am now fully internet connected.
What a lot has happened since I last posted to you all! Weeks have passed and we are now into August, both the peak of summer and the onset of its end. Our holiday is looming large, and I’m looking forward to it immensely. It is not so much that I need a break from work, I love my job, but that I am looking forward to a week of not having to keep times.
But one very good thing has come from the absence of internet on my laptop and that has been the prolific writing that I have sat up doing into the small hours. For the first time ever I’m trying my hand at script writing, and thus far have achieved 31 pages. I’m dubious about it all - I’m not sure that script writing is the sort of thing I should branch out into - but, as is so often the case, inspiration appeared and what ungrateful soul would refuse it.
My inspiration came in the form of a truly gifted actor, who inspired me to put pen to paper (or in this modern age: keypad to monitor), but it got me thinking about a few things. Whilst, without doubt, in my head I can see no one but this individual portraying a character in my script, the real inspiration was not so much him as those people who the roles are based on. So often people touch our lives without them even knowing it, and sometimes without us knowing it until days, weeks, months, even years later. First impressions really are lasting, for in most circumstances they are the only impressions we get to make. I hope that when I walk down the street - on the very rare occasions that I do walk down the street - the impression I give is true to the person I am.
Some many people endeavour to put across a certain image, often one that people would accept, perhaps to fit into the horrible bracket of normal. All that really matters is that you are yourself, the best version of yourself. I often wonder what people do see when I walk past them. A smiling moron? A determined walker? One thing is certain, I always try to leave a positive impact on people.
To those people who have touched my life, I want to thank you. I know most of you will never read this blog, but I guarantee that those of you who do read it are worthy of my thanks. You are, in truth, my inspiration. Some of you have driven me to create characters in your honour, people I do not even know, just your characteristics that have shown me that no two people are ever entirely alike and yet all are uniquely fascinating. I only hope I have done you justice in my writings…
…Watch this space!
And as for superstition - lucky Number 13! What can be better than a chance to say thank you to you all!
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