Finding my get up and go

It’s been a long time since I’ve properly put pen to paper or indeed finger(s) to a keyboard. My good intentions and my plans to get myself back into the writing swing haven’t somehow managed to move from meaningless promises to actuality. However, today (note the date, 1/3/2020) I have actually succeeded in finding my blogspot page and far more noteworthy (see what I did there!) managed to find the correct password to allow me to access it. So far so good.

I do enjoy writing and not so many months (years) ago would happily sit down to a notebook with my fountain pen (biros just don’t cut it) or in front of my laptop but after the disappointment of my brief sojourn in the land of being a published author (not all publishers are good ones!) I found myself wordless, unmotivated, frustrated and more than a little sorry for myself. Instead of writing for the pleasure of playing with words I found myself stopping off in the little village called “What’s the point?) My get up and go as a lover of language had got up and gone.

Having been fortunate enough to benefit (just a small amount) from a PPI refund I splashed out on a super-duper mountain bike trike for my son Ben to help him exercise more and as of yesterday I became the proud (actually incredibly irritated and frustrated) owner of a new iPad Pro, Let  me just say technology is not high on my skill set list, I’m good at what I can do and I’m ok with things I’m used to but I’m really not good with new technology and updates. Many are the  battles I’ve  had with young, enthusiastic assistants in Curry’s PC World when I’ve wearily tried to tell them I don’t want the newest all singing and  dancing version because I’m happy with what I have, and can actually use! I’m proud and somewhat shocked that I now seem to have my tablet up and running, I have accessed my blog, I’ve got Word and a printer installed and my Bluetooth keyboard has connected and is working (thank you Gary Lacey!) the only possible blip on my so far cloudless horizon is that even with the help of the technologically savvy Gary Lacey we have been unable to break down the impregnable barrier that is installing Facebook. I have it on my phone so I’m trusting that when I attempt to post this on Facebook  it will work. (If it doesn’t there may well be a toddler standard temper tantrum happening in my vicinity.)

To cut a rather circuitous story short, I am hoping I have found my wandering get up and go. I will again do something that I enjoy and that helps me focus my mind (which has an alarming propensity for wandering off into the wilderness) I may be the only person who reads my ramblings but if any of you out there do decide to join me, thank you!

Now, fingers and toes crossed, here comes the save  and post bit, I hope to see you on the other side!