POSITIVE THINGS!

There’s a lot of negativity around at the moment, and there has been for a good couple of years – bad political climate (let’s say no more on that), fearful international scene, lots of internet trolling… And I’m still swamped in deadlines, so I thought I’d just write something that focused on the positives. Here’s some things I’m looking forward to at the moment.

1: Beauty and the Beast!

I know this came out two days ago, but I haven’t managed to see it yet – if I’m lucky I’ll see it this Friday. But doesn’t it just look great? I keep watching cast interviews and they all just make me smile so much. Disney films like this are just so full of happiness and such a lark, I’m so excited to go see it.

2: Women in the Director’s Chair

This is another thing happening this Friday! I’m going to an event here in Liverpool which is four hours long and all about networking with media people. I don’t think it’s got much to do with the blogging scene, but there’s a few film and TV companies there and it’s all about inspiring women to go for these roles and positions. I’m hoping to write up a blog post about it afterwards!

3: Beekeeping!

Our student guild has a beekeeping society and keeps some hives on the roof, and a few times a year they provide the opportunity for students to experience beekeeping for an hour. I’m going towards the end of this month with a couple of the people I’ll be sharing a house with next year and I am so looking forward to it. Bees are so cute, and so vital to our entire ecosystem, and I’m all for it. You know what they say, after all – no harm in trying something new.

4: Seeing my friends at Easter

By the time I go home in April, as I’ve mentioned recently, it’ll have been basically seven months since I saw my best friends from home aside from a quick couple of hours at Christmas. I cannot tell you how excited I am to see them properly!

5: The moment my deadlines are done.

I can date this one: this Friday at 2pm. By that point, my #5Weeksof5Deadlines will be officially over! Then I can have a little breathing room at long last.

6: Eating chocolate at Easter

I mean, it’s no different from eating chocolate normally, I guess… but the chocolate’s just that little bit cuter, really, isn’t it? Gotta love Easter chocolate.

7: Taking photos!

Quite a vague thing, but I’m planning on going around and taking more photos over the next couple of months where possible, just because I can really. If I’m bored over Easter when there’s not a tonne to do (with working friends and the lack of a job of my own), I think I’ll endeavour to just head off somewhere and take some shots.


So there you have it, there’s some things I’m looking forward to in the near future! Yes, I acknowledge three of them all happen this Friday. It should be a great day for me! What’s keeping you positive right now?

Katy x

6 Things I Learned from Adolescence

I will turn 20 in November of this year, so here’s a reflection on a few things I learned over the last decade (because let’s be real, puberty usually starts before thirteen).


1) Literally nobody cares if you have a few spots except you.

As someone who had acne from the age of ten to the ripe old age of seventeen (and still gets stubborn spots on a regular basis), I feel like I’m in a justified position to make this statement. I didn’t even start wearing the smallest bit of makeup until I was seventeen, and absolutely no-one ever thought my acne was as bad as I did. If someone does call you out for having acne, they aren’t worth even a second of your time.

2) You won’t talk to most of your school year ever again once you’ve left school.

You’ve probably heard it before, you may have shrugged it off, but it is 100% true. Without that daily contact, and being forced to sit next to that person or across from this person, you’ll find that while you could make good conversation, they aren’t actually close friends. They won’t contact you, and you won’t think to contact them. I left my sixth form nine months ago and talk to only two of my old school friends on a regular basis (out of 180 students in my year).

3) It’s okay that you won’t talk to most of these people ever again once you’ve left school.

I’ve got to admit, sometimes this prospect was one of the few things keeping me sane while I was at school. But I know for a lot of other people it scares them because then you’re faced with the prospect of having to make new friends all over again, and the like. So here’s me saying: believe me, there are way more people out there who you’ll come into contact with each and every day, and wherever you end up, you will stumble upon people to have a good time with.

4) Despite what teachers tell you, school does not prepare you for life, and often makes significantly little sense.

Let’s glance at the curriculum for a second here – does school teach you how to budget finances? Nope. How to cope with job hunting? Nope. How to forge a career out of the thing you like best? Nope. How about the simple things, like how to choose the correct bank account, or look into the right insurance for your car? Not even close!

School does provide you with vital skills like reading and writing, and you’ll probably leave with the most basic mental maths skills (because nobody apart from maths degree students remembers pythagoras’s theorem and all that jazz once they’ve left, let’s be real). But overall, school gives you little to no preparation for surviving in the real world. Just bear that in mind.

5) Being selfish is good on occasion.

An incredibly important thing to note: you cannot live your life for anybody else. You cannot always bend to somebody else’s will. If you’d rather stay at home and get some work done, whatever that work may be, instead of going out with people again – you do that. If you want to find out something, ask. Research. Find out. Do things that benefit you.

6) If you’re trying to do something, people probably admire you far more than they judge you.

This is true for a multitude of things. If you’re scared to tell people you’re doing something different, remember that they’ll probably admire your effort and action more than they’ll judge you for doing what the rest of them aren’t. Alternatively, if you’re overweight (or gangly and skinny, it works both ways) and scared to go on a run or to a gym for fear of being judged for your size, know that if people notice you at all, they’re probably admiring that you’re making the effort to be healthier, not hating on your size.


If you’ve learned anything from your teenage years, lemme know in the comments!

Katy x

Prologue

It’s dark. I struggle to catch my breath, but still I plough on through the soaking leaves of the forest. I hear the rumbling of thunder, the terrifying flashes of lightning as I try to get away as fast as I can. Suddenly, I emerge into a decrepit-looking graveyard. My clothes are drenched, and so am I, shivering and afraid – more than afraid. What I’d seen back there was indescribably horrid. I try to rid my mind of the images of what I’ve just seen. I pause. The sky flashes and there is an unsettling smell of smoke lingering in the air. I turn around, looking back through the dense woods, and realise that a nearby tree has just been struck by lightning and caught fire. I have a split second to run out of the way before it collapses right where I had been standing. There is no sign of the creature that has been following me through the forest. I don’t know what it is, or where it is, but I do know it moves fast.

And now I’m here. The fire is spreading, and I make my way up the slight incline, dodging the headstones. I hope that the fire will be enough to stop the creature, maybe even kill it, but somehow I know that it won’t do more than delay it a little. The hill is getting steeper, and I find it’s getting harder and harder to put weight on my leg, but if I’m to get a safe distance from the fire and the creature, I must keep going. I am about half-way to the church, and the smoke is starting to affect my lungs. It’s getting harder to breathe, and I lift up my green woollen top to cover my mouth and nose. At last, the church door is only a few yards away, and is getting slowly closer as I struggle to keep moving. I turn the handle frantically, begging the door to open. It stays fast shut. Turning around, now getting desperate, I see the fire has spread around the edge of the woods, and while scanning the graveyard for any sign of the terrifying creature, I slump against the locked door. The pain in my leg is excruciating, and the air around me is becoming impossible to breathe. My brain is seriously lacking oxygen, and just before I black out, I get a glimpse of something running towards me.


This was written way back when I was thirteen, so six years ago now, in a dark classroom during English, our teacher playing storm sounds on the computer and telling us to write something sensory for ten or fifteen minutes. Over the two years following, I wrote the majority of a novel – it lost its way some time afterwards, but I still have it saved on my computer. This isn’t part of the manuscript I’m working on right now, but I’d like to go back to it some day. Maybe I’d edit this passage, maybe I’d not – but I quite like that it’s there. Any feedback is welcome!

Katy x