December 18th, 2020 – 814

~ Sam Shuttleworth

End of term, and just 13 days left in the year, and hey, when has that ever been an unlucky number? Eh? Eh? Ehhhhgh…

I’m knackered and would love to just sleep in tomorrow, which I woooould but I’ve got house viewings. Yep, come February 4th, I’ll be moving to a new place, £200 a month cheaper, nearer to town and most of all, I can’t believe I’m moving for the fourth time in the span of a year…

Actually I’m surprisingly ok with it. This flat has been good to me and I love it, but I can’t ever hope to actually own it on my income one day. This new place is not only cheaper rent, but with an understanding from the outset that I would like to buy it one day if possible. Future is hard to know, I mean, look at this damn year, but it’s promising. Reason to hope.

Doing a spring clean and then I’ll write. Then, imma crash. I’m so tired…

Published by Sam Shuttleworth

I’m Sam, and I live to write. I spent most of the first 8 years of my adulthood trying to balance writing with a large amount of crap in my personal life, until towards the end of 2018 I threw everything out and started afresh with just my writing. I built the new me around one goal: I have to write at least 1,000 words a day. I called this goal 1K, and it changed my life. So long as I write a thousand words a day, the day is a success, and atop that I've managed over time to build the life I wanted all those years. My greatest flaws as a writer is I still use too many adjectives, adverbs, connectives as openers, accidental passive voice and I don't force my work down people's throats enough on pain of extreme and unusual torture. My greatest strength is I know my greatest flaws and I'm working on them.