Somewhere in the metropolis of Londinium I am sat at a lap top typing this out and eating my dinner (yeah I’m the queen of multi-tasking!). For those of you that know me, you’ll know that I can usually be found on my other blog The Crafty Ms De Vil where I blog about a few of my loves crafting and vintage. One of my true loves is writing, though to be honest I have fallen out of the habit of writing anything more than a 140 characters on Twitter, though I still carry a notebook with me at all times to jot down things that interest me or might inspire me to write a poem or short story but of late the note books get filled but the stories and poems don’t get written because those ordinary chores and bores of life like work etc seems to eat up the hours of the day.

I’ve wanted to start a personal blog for a while, whilst The Crafty Ms De Vil does represent a good part of me in the fact that I thrive on creating but some things I think to write about just don’t fit in with its genre but there is another side of me. Now I don’t proclaim to be anything special so don’t think at all that this blog will stand out miles from the rest. As the tag line says I’m a very ordinary girl living a very ordinary life, I just also have a love of blogging and not just writing blogs but reading them. I like reading about what other people are thinking, or doing no matter how ordinary, in fact the more ordinary the better it makes me feel less out of touch with the world. I read them for fun, for information, for inspiration, for a myriad of reasons, is this why I blog hoping for the same effect? Not really, well maybe I would be lying if not one soul found it interesting, my ego might be slightly dented. But the main reason for me blogging is so that I don’t lose touch with writing.

I’ve been writing on an off for years, started countless novels, finished none! Written a lot of poetry (mainly teenage angst stuff) and have found that I quite like writing short stories but since I gave up writing class I find my self less disciplined in writing and so tomorrow I attempt for the second time NaNoWriMo plus I figured after this first awkward introductory post it would give me a few things to write about as well as all the other crap I have planned to share with you (that is of course if your still here by then!). I attempted NaNoWriMo last year but I kinda got distracted by something or other it escapes me but it may have been some mild family drama or work was pissing me off (this happens frequently and no doubt I will blog about it), so this year I am going to attempt it again because you know what with the evil day job, crafting, socialising, knitting club and meeting up with the other half I just don’t have enough to do in my life already. But I also like challenges, not necessarily with other people actually mainly with myself. I always say the only person you have to prove anything to is yourself and I like proving to myself that i can do things, in fact I’m my own worst enemy when it comes to this sort of thing! You will probably find me towards the end of November resembling Bernard Black when he tried to write a children’s book! If you have no idea what I’m talking about its one of my favourite episodes of Black Books.

Well I guess that’s my poor attempt at an introductory post and now I’m off to finish the mass of laundry i’ve accumulated on last weeks holiday and to catch up on some sleep before i start tomorrows journey of writing 50,000 words in a month.