Well 2012 is almost here. In a little over 12 hours we'll all be fumbling our way through Auld Land Syne and using the chimes of Big Ben as an excuse to kiss someone. As is normal for this time of year I've been getting introspective and thinking about my life.

I'm sure the football commentators would say 'It's been a funny old year.' and it has. I've had incredible lows with MS causing problems for me in the most unexpected ways but, with the risk of repeating myself, I don't have MS - MS has me. I pity it I really do.

The positives this year have been far in excess of the downsides due to MS. In 2011 I have had 19 pieces published, a mixture of articles, poems and short stories. I already have some accepted for the new year.

I have reconnected with people I haven't spoken to for 20 or so years. One in particular has been a massive help. Thanks Anna! (Shameless plug time:     http://www.intheworkspr.co.uk/ )
but even just talking to the people I grew up with has been amazing!

I had a date. So what, you say? It was a massive thing for me - I'm shy around women and although romance hasn't blossomed a bloody good friendship has.

I met my publisher. Quite an achievement as she's from America and we met in York :)

I worked out a way to get up a step I have to deal with regularly. I can now get out of the wheelchair, use it as a walking frame and get up. Again, nothing for most folk but a huge accomplishment for me.

I joined a gym.

2011 was a year of small wins that have made for a giant win for me.

I have been reading a lot of Facebook statuses saying that 2011 was a terrible year and 2012 will be so much better. No it won't. Not unless you do something to make it better. These small victories didn't just happen - there was a lot of pain and tears before I made them happen. Life is good but it's not easy.

I'm looking forward to 2012 and as I've already posted on Facebook - it has a lot to live up to as 2011 was so good and guess that's up to me...

Happy New Year!

 
 
Once again I've been neglecting the blog. This is down to a X Box 360 game called Skyrim. Those of you who know are already smiling and nodding in agreement. For those of you who don't it is a massive (and I do mean MASSIVE) RPG that easily eats hours of your life. I am totally hooked. The storyline should seem very basic - hero kills dragons - but it is so immersing. There is political intrigue, racism and difficult personalities to deal with and it just takes over.

The blog I was going to write was the expected 'Merry Christmas' sort of thing but on my way to write it I thought I would check the stats for the site which is something I rarely do. My top referrer? A search engine where  people are typing 'fraud leon smith' I nearly fell out the wheelchair laughing! A new variant of the Nigerian scam email is circulating from an email with a name similar enough to mine to drive traffic to the site - time for a genuine lol!

I'm easily distracted and that it why very little writing has been done recently although I do now have 15,000 ish words of my book done and Part 3 of the Blue Jackets, Thurday's Child, is about half-way completed. I've also completed a couple of poems for the next open mic night...

I'm off to wrap presents and see who I've forgotten to buy for! Hope you all have a great Christmas and if (like me) you don't celebrate it then I hope you have just as good a time :)

 
 
No updates for a while. Sorry. I bought Skyrim...
 
 
It was around this time last year I made rather glib comments regarding a Paloma Faith song. My comment was "this year Paloma, I'll take something beautiful" and I have had a beautiful year.
I've had more pieces published than I would ever have dared dream, I have had publicity in the papers on four separate occasions, I have been interviewed on BBC radio, the first two parts of my major work - Blue Jackets - have been published with more to come, I have re-established friendships with some people who were very important to me in childhood and met some new friends on the road. All in all 2011 has been a beautiful year.

The only trouble about living the fairytale is that reality still bites and when it does it not only hurts just as much as it does for everyone else but it also smashes the perfect little bubble I created for myself.

So Paloma, 2012... I'll take the truth and if there is a December 22nd in 2012 I'll post which was better...