just write shona kaye

This post was written around the time I decided to take writing seriously. Before that, blogging to me was nothing more than journaling. Writing was no more than a hobby and a pipe-dream. I continue to keep this post as a reminder to myself to keep going. I should also clarify that the title ‘don’t dream, just write’ is merely emphasising the need for action.  By no means should you or I ever give up the dream, whatever that dream may be.


Hello, Internet Diary of sorts… you trusty, patient fool, you! 

I only just went and broke the record for the longest waiting time ever between the first date and the ever-elusive callback—and you’re still bloody here! Brownie points for you, my friend. In total, it’s been about seven years now, since I first met you, and told you my name. Hell, I still had the name of my youth then… come to think of it, I still had youth itself back then and all. 2008… *looks wistfully into space* 

So—did you bloody miss me?

No, no you didn’t, did you? 

Ah, well. Let’s not hold grudges. I didn’t exactly keep my end of the deal, did I? See—the thing is: I had really good intentions and a really well-nursed dream, and I thought to myself: all I need to do is set this shit up, whack a few bells on this baby, and just like that, things will fall into place. It’s the perfect plan, I thought to myself like a smug twit. 

So… I sit myself down in front of my lovely white page, on my lovely standard template, and I sit and sit, and think and think, and my head is suddenly filled with sand—and the blank page looks a brighter shade of white the more I stare at it, and slowly, I start to realise:

I have no fucking idea what I’m doing!

Obviously, you can see just how well-adjusted I am, since it took me about six years to recover my writing mojo after that.

Of course, as you well know, Internet, I came back last October—and did little more than copy and paste pretty much every single book review I’ve ever done on Goodreads in those last six years. If I’m being honest—in the dating world, that would equate to what?—a few late-night booty calls maybe… at best… *sigh*

It’s not so much that the idea of an audience scared me since as an aspiring author I fantasise about this on a regular, if not daily basis—it’s just that everything I’ve written has been gathering virtual dust for years—yes, even MORE years than these last six slash seven—and when that dusty, old crap does see the light of day it’s usually so I can wrangle with it, draft some more—edit and revise until my eyes start to bleed and my sanity is at breaking point. 

THIS jiggery-bloggery on the other hand… this is different. This is odd. For the love of all that is good and chocolatey, I haven’t got a clue what I’m MEANT to be doing, let alone actually getting started on doing it!

What do I write about?—do I stick to my ‘field’, or do I be more personal? How should I write it? Should I be myself, and be open and engaging—or should I edit it to death, and try for professionalism? [Pah! Perish the thought!]

I don’t know where to draw the line on the bloodied-eyes scenario, and I struggle with the concept of that fine line between being myself and trying to keep it professional. Obviously, I should probably keep SOME cans of worms firmly shut, because quite frankly, some of that shit is just plain scary; yet, that which scares us is usually the very thing worth writing about. I guess I just need to find some balance, and sheer nerve… and I need to start thinking less about the ‘correct’ way to do this, and just bloody DO IT. 

So here I am. I’m here and I’m staying and I’m writing. 

Sometimes I’ll post serious topics because I do actually have a brain, contrary to everything this post suggests; and sometimes I’ll post crap, and if you don’t like it, people of Internet Land, I’ll just have to suck it up, won’t I? Because I’m a writer. And writers edit, and then they edit, and edit, and edit some more, until they suck a bit less, and dammit, if nothing else, this will be good development for that thick writerly skin everyone is always talking about.  

All of this, of course, is really only relevant on the off-chance that this blog ever generates interest in which case, if it doesn’t, the only real concern here is the fact that I’m about to cut a large chunk out of my time each week to ‘talk’ to myself.

Ah well, what’s one more step on the path to glorious insanity?

Overall, I would just like to say, Internet: I am sorry to have been a plonker and a chicken-shit of the highest order, but I am back now, and I’m about to be a brilliantly delightful, UNSMUG twit (yep, still a twit), and my dream: now pulled out from under the bed—watered, fed, dusted, given an enema, etc—we are doing this thing! IN REAL LIFE this time, dammit!

Incidentally, prepare yourself—

Cans… opening…

Worms… EVERYWHERE.

 

bucket list shona kaye

Alternative title: All the crap I want to do before I kick the bucket. 

Updated May 2020

Personal goals 

  • Accept all aspects of myself; be open to change.
  • Establish healthy boundaries and respect the boundaries of others.
  • Be a better version of myself.
  • Kick depression‘s ass.
  • Make a difference somehow.
  • Keep on making a difference. See things through. Be fearless.
  • Moderation.
  • Identify 100 things that make me happy.
  • Learn to forgive.
  • Stop following the ideals and plans of others if they don’t work for me
  • Find out more about my ancestors/heritage/family tree 
  • Build some savings 
  • Pay off my loan 
  • Clear credit card debt
  • Set up a home 
  • Write a letter to my past self about all the lessons I’m still learning.
  • Write a letter to my younger self
  • Set aside time for the things that matter to me: reading, writing, relationships, introverting. 🙂

bucket list shona kaye

Discover & Learn

bucket list shona kaye

  • Visit the British Museum.
  • Take an art class.
  • Learn to play chess.
  • Learn sign language.
  • See a tiger up close.
  • Swim with dolphins.
  • Learn to play a new instrument.
  • Learn a second language.
  • Learn to say ‘hello’ in 50 different languages.
  • See a legendary musician.
  • Explore past life regression. Not kidding.
  • Get a palm reading.
  • Take a salsa class.
  • Attend a rock concert. Or ten.
  • Read the complete works of Shakespeare. Only a handful to go. LOL.
  • See a Shakespeare play at The Globe.
  • See Phantom of the Opera.
  • Volunteer or campaign. 
  • Get involved with safeguarding and awareness for victims of abuse/rape.

Professional goals 

bucket list shona kaye

  • Finish writing a novel.
  • Publish a novel. 
  • Keep writing.
  • Keep learning. Complete a degree. Don’t. My choice.
  • Make art.
  • Find a job I love.
  • Be my own boss. 
  • Own a studio for writing/art. 
  • Start a club/group (online).
  • Be part of a writing community. 
  • Try NaNoWriMo. 
  • Do an activity for charity
  • Make a living from writing. PA!
  • NYT bestseller list. Double PA!

Fun goals 

bucket list shona kaye

  • Jump into the ocean fully clothed.
  • Kiss a girl.
  • Own a herb garden.
  • Drink from a coconut.
  • Fly a kite.
  • Learn to juggle.
  • Sing at a karaoke.
  • Have a threesome.
  • Go to a drive-in movie.
  • Sleep under the stars.
  • Shower under a waterfall.
  • Ride in a hot air balloon.
  • Go paintballing.
  • Drive a quad bike.
  • Ride a motorbike.
  • Love someone I shouldn’t.
  • Ride a roller coaster.
  • Skinnydip.
  • Have sex on a beach.
  • Watch the sunrise.
  • Donate used books.
  • Quit a job I hate.
  • Fly a plane.
  • Scuba dive.
  • Plant a tree.
  • Fast for 3 days.
  • Start a collection.
  • Sew something.
  • Get a tattoo.
  • Have a spa weekend.
  • Donate blood.
  • Solve a Rubiks Cube.

Travel goals 

bucket list shona kaye

  • See the Northern Lights.
  • Go to Disney World, Florida.
  • Visit Cuba.
  • Sip Sangria in a Spanish courtyard.
  • Visit San Francisco.
  • Visit London.
  • Visit the Caribbean.
  • Set foot on all seven continents — Antarctica, Europe, Africa, Asia, Australia, South America, North America.
  • Live in a foreign country.
  • Go travelling for a month.
  • See the Great Barrier Reef.
  • See the Grand Canyon.
  • See the Pyramids.
  • See the Colosseum.
  • See the Taj Mahal.
  • Smoke a joint in Holland.
  • Ride a gondola in Venice.
  • Visit Stonehenge.
  • Stay on a remote island. 
  • Take a ‘love photo’ with the Eiffel Tower in the background.
  • Have an adventure — throw a dart at a map or spin a globe and point, and travel to the place marked!

 

bucket list shona kaye

What’s on your bucket list?