One Lovely Blog Award

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I want to thank Arielle Joy for nominating me for the One Lovely Blog Award!

It’s always lovely to think that there are people out there who enjoy what I write, and to have my efforts recognised!

To accept, one of the things I must do is tell you seven things about myself. Other rules do apply, and are listed at the bottom of the post. I have tried to be as open and honest as possible here, and hope this helps you all to get to know me a little better…


 

Seven Facts About Me:

(1) Whenever I see a book that looks neglected and unloved, especially if it is for sale, I get the overwhelming urge to ‘befriend’ it and take it home.

I have quite a few books I have ‘rescued’ from charity shops, library sales, car boot spreads, etc. Withering plants and cuddly toys (i.e. stuffed animals) have a very similar effect on me. I cannot help myself.

(2) I believe that the worst kinds of news are always unexpected and consequently, since I was a child, I have tried to ward off bad news by anticipating every disaster that could possibly happen.

The skewed logic here is that if I’ve anticipated it, it won’t happen. I am quite aware now, as an adult, of how ludicrous this is, but it’s become like a form of superstition – I don’t really believe in it, but find myself doing it just in case. As I approach my house, I reel off a mental list of the bad things I might discover upon arrival: fire, flood, theft, cat death, violent death, and so on, ad infinitum… Weirdly, I’ve found that this helps me to cope rather well when something bad does happen – I have always anticipated something worse, and so it doesn’t seem so bad when put into perspective by a gallery of imagined horrors. However, I am not sure what I’ll do when the worst actually happens.

(3) Treatment of my illness (using heat therapy) has left me with leopard-print scars all over my stomach.

I used to be quite… well, not confident, but certainly care-free when it came to my body, and now the idea of someone seeing me naked – or, actually, even catching a glimpse of the scars – fills me with foreboding. What annoys me most about that is that deep down, somewhere, I do actually care about how I look. I like to pretend I’m egoless but no one is, not really.

(4) I am my own toughest critic.

Always have been. I think it’s why I have such a hard time with my fiction – I find it difficult to accept anything less than perfect, and ‘perfect’ is not possible to attain – there’s always another way, a potentially better way, to say something. However, it is this same trait that drove me to attain great heights whilst studying for my BA, and it is not something I would change about myself, even when it works to my disadvantage. it’s a huge part of who I am, I think.

(5) When I was younger, I was a die-hard tomboy.

My mother cut my hair short because I used to refuse to brush it, and I liked nothing more than playing football in a muddy field with the boys. I used to live in my cut-off jeans, even in the winter when it was snowing. The love of denim and mud has somehow never quite left me.

(6) I think that there is an illness much like SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder), but for greenery instead of sunlight, and that I have it.

I gravitate towards areas where there are lots of trees. I feel lost in cities where there is nothing but glass and concrete everywhere – Birmingham’s ‘concrete mile’, for instance. I feel like I’m going mad. Maybe it’s because I grew up with Sherwood Forest on my doorstep. Maybe it’s a trait I inherited from my mother (who has very similar sentiments about where to live). Or, maybe I just really like the colour green. Who knows?

(7) I’m the only member of my extended family that is not attached (i.e. in a long-term relationship, engaged or married) and/or the parent of a child or children.

Where I’m from, that makes me somewhat of a weirdo. I have nothing against anyone who wishes to settle down with someone they love and/or start a family, but I’ve never really had any maternal instincts of my own. I’ve always dreamed of different things. each to their own, right? 🙂

… and there’s your seven facts about me. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this!


Blogs I’m Nominating:

http://readinginto.wordpress.com/ – Steph

http://lisalabelleblog.wordpress.com/ – Lisa

http://firstnightdesign.wordpress.com/ – Sarah

https://darknesswarmth.wordpress.com/ – Phen

http://somethingabouther.org/ – Silvia

http://tomobrien2004.wordpress.com/ – Tom

http://royciebaby.com/ – Royce

http://modernphilosophystandards.wordpress.com/ – Nam

http://spiritinpolitics.wordpress.com/ – Tom

http://mistermaxxx08.wordpress.com/ – Mister Maxx

http://brucejewett.wordpress.com/ – Bruce

http://sloopjonb1960.wordpress.com/ – Jon

https://mycornerofthelibrary.wordpress.com/

http://dansimmsonfire.wordpress.com/ – Dan

http://acrossthehogsback.wordpress.com/ワシントン・ジアニ


Rules of Acceptance

In order to “accept” the award, recipients are asked to:

  • Thank the person who nominated them and include a link back to their blog.
  • Display the award logo and follow the blogger who nominated you.
  • List the rules of the award.
  • Share 7 facts about him/herself.
  • Nominate up to 15 other blogs and comment on one of their posts to let them know they have been nominated.
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19 thoughts on “One Lovely Blog Award

  1. I’m in a committed relationship, but I have no desire to be a mother either. I think it’s great that you know yourself that well, and that you don’t cave to The Life Script just because it’s “expected.”

    And yeah, I get the same weird looks from my extended family. They all popped out kids by 19! And they tell me I’ll change my mind, but it always sounds half-hearted from them, like “oh don’t worry, you’ll end up miserable and dreamless like us…won’t you….? WON’T YOU?”

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    • Ah, so you’re familiar with that old catchphrase, too, eh? 🙂 “You’ll change your mind” – It gets old very quickly, doesn’t it? They seem oblivious to the fact that I’ve become more sure of this, rather than less, over the last 15 years… It’s great to hear that there’s people like you out there,- not wanting a baby doesn’t make us weirdos! 🙂

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