It's strange

How one person can totally alter your posting method.

You see, I thought I'd actually be to normal on posting tonight. But as usual, I was wrong. My sister, Sara was coming back from Poland today, and scheduled (doesn't it sound posh when I say it like that. Trust me, I'm anything but posh...) to be arriving back by 6:30p.m. so we thought we'd make her tea and let her do whatever she wanted.

At 5 o'clock we got a text message saying that they were still only just passing Heathrow. We live in South West Wales, Swansea.  I know it doesn't look much on google earth or something, but it's still a 3-4 hour drive, and it was rush hour didn't help their cause much either.

So we called her, and she said they weren't expecting to be back in Swansea until about nine o'clock. It wasn't until recently did it occur to me that it would have a serious effect on my blogging. Luckily, I left my computer on save mode so it wasn't actually turned off otherwise I wouldn't have been posting at all and it would have been another one of them moments where I completely forgot about it and didn't give it another thought until the next day.

Funny, huh? How one moment/person/thing in life changes everything.

In the other side of my daily boring life. I've been looking more into getting published. A year or two ago I was completely oblivious to how books were published. i was curious as it is the business I want to get into, whether me being the author trying to get published or me working and publishing other people's work. Either way sounds pretty cool to me. But yeah, recently, as I've turned into Sixth Form, I've been finding out more about the publishing business. Don't get me wrong. I knew it was going to be hard to get published. I just never knew it was going to be THIS hard. It's insane how difficult it is to get published.

It also leaves you with questions such as, how did Stephenie Meyer get published? Of course someone in the industry must have noticed that she had no grammatical sense at all? It just really gets to me when there are millions of amazing writers begging to be published and not given a chance when people like Stephenie Meyer dominate publishing industries. I actually thought they had some sort of standard.

I guess that means they don't really look for the brilliance in writing anymore.... maybe it's all for marketing that they look in books instead of quality. You know, like a get rich quick scheme.

I guess this really is how all life seems to go these days. It just makes me more determined to better my grammatical skill and knowledge of the English Language before getting published. I should consider it an aim to attempt to change the way people look at Literature of the 21st Century. Classic fiction isn't the only fictional genre with the ability to blow people's minds away with being linguistically rich.

I do actually hope that made sense.

Another thing I found really interesting was in my last English Literature lesson. We were talking about people writing in journals and diaries and so forth, about how privacy and people actually wanting to read their stuff. I find it an interesting topic actually. Me keeping a journal. I type here for more than just getting noticed. Heck, half of the time I don't want to get noticed. I type because it helps me think things through. It's therapeutic to me. Which was other side of the debate. I love typing on blogger. I feel as though it's helped me and my writing considerably. I don't find it so hard to type anymore. When I first started blogger I never knew about what I would type and it would usually be complaints. Not that it's much different now, but I always tried to talk on subjects that would get people to notice me.

I find that it's different now. I type because I want to, not to get people to notice me. I type here because I love to. So the question of why don't I do it handwritten where it has a less chance of people finding it? I find that when I type on a computer, I can keep up with my thoughts as I type. I'm a slow writer see, I take forever, so my brain thinks a lot faster than what I can type, so I think of something and it just passes me by. Typing I find is so much easier too. It's both hands and I can see clearly (my handwriting SUCKS) what I'm typing. Those tends to be perks for me.

But yeah. I find the topic to be really interesting. Do people blog to get noticed and for people to know about them? Or do people type as a therapeutic act? It's amazing the possibilities that can come out of it.

I for one love to go back to old written diaries I have and see at what I was writing about back then. In twenty odd years time I'll come back to this and laugh at how much I've changed since then, or maybe just reminisce on the memories of actually having the time to sit here and type this much in less than half an hour. Amazing really, right?

I'm going to stop rambling now because I think the last thing people want to think of is me as a complainer. I am a complainer, just hopefully not a chronic complainer. Or maybe I'm actually just a rambler. A person who has a lot to type on something. This blog was actually aimed at being short because I'm tired. That kinda went down the drain, eh?