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Isn’t It Nice To Be Excited?

~ ChanAtkins ~ 10 Comments

Excited:a feeling of great enthusiasm and eagerness.

If you ask another adult when was the last time they felt excited, I wonder what they would say? I wonder how far back they would have to think? If you ask a child, on the other hand, they will more than likely say today, or yesterday. One of my favourite things about children, and working with them, is how excited they always are. It’s like some kind of natural state for them, and the younger they are, the easier they are excited.

Us adults seems to lose this as time wears on and life wears us down. There is little room for excitement in getting up on a dark Monday morning and trudging to work. We get a bit excited about the weekend, but it always goes too fast. We get excited about holidays and time off. Maybe our birthdays and Christmas too, but that’s usually more to do with other people than ourselves.

It is so easy to forget how this feels. That fizzy breathless giddy feeling inside of you. Smiling spontaneously, smiling alone, breaking into laughter or giggles. Jumping up and down, clapping hands.

I’m also lucky because I am a writer and writing excites me. If I have a story on the go I am excited every day that I work on it but lately I’ve had other things to feel excited about and it made me realise how long it’s been since I’ve felt that heightened and blissful emotion.

Not to say, at all, that life is not generally very good to me. But days tend to roll into each other, I feel tired, a bit weary, a bit bored. It’s hard to get excited on a daily basis living in this strained old world, but lately for me, that has changed.

We recently inherited some money and it was not quite enough to do anything really wild like buy a house (we’ve rented our entire lives) but it was indeed, a potentially life-changing amount. It left us with serious dilemmas and a lot of thinking to do. We have never had money before, not in any substantial amount, and with this strange new reality came a lot of fear, guilt and sadness. Someone we loved very much had passed away so it didn’t feel right to delight in this money or celebrate it, but at the same time, we knew we had to honour them if we could and not waste the opportunity we had been given.

Over several months we thrashed it out, going back and forth, looking into every option available and weighing up the pros and cons. Our biggest fear was doing nothing. We feared that if we sat still and didn’t do something with it, it would get eaten up by rent and bills before we knew it.

We looked into several options including these;

Saving it, putting it away in an ISA or a pension pot

Using it as a large deposit and trying to get a mortgage to finally buy

Buying an eco-friendly tiny home and trying to find a small plot to rent and live on

Starting a new business

Buying a campervan and having adventures

Buying a park or mobile home

One by one we went through the options. One of my favourites was the tiny home idea. I’d been following tiny home pages on Facebook and Instagram for some time and I think they are a fantastic solution to the housing crisis in this country. They are built with sustainable and off grid living in mind, can be towed like a touring caravan and are affordable, unlike mortgages and rents these days. I even had a video consultation with a company who make them and it seemed like a really good solution, however, the biggest obstacle seemed to be finding a plot of land. We did ask around but kept getting told no. If we bought the tiny home we would not have had any money left to buy our own plot and even then, you still need planning permission to be able to live on it full time. It’s a shame, because the tiny home movement is growing and I fully support it. Imagine the difference we could make to low-income families and homeless people if land-owners were more open to this idea!

For a while we settled on the campervan idea. We have always dreamed of owning one. I’ve always liked the idea of living in one when there are less kids and pets to care for and I also follow lots of van-life accounts on Instagram and Facebook. Again, I think the whole van-life movement has grown out of the housing crisis. People are fed up of being ripped off with ever-spiraling rents and mortgages and living in a van instantly means your wages will go a lot further. Imagine living in a home with basically no rent or mortgage to pay and minimal bills? Imagine how much wealthier you would instantly feel! We liked this idea and thought to start with we would just have holidays and adventures in it and then maybe, when it’s just us, my husband and I would live in it.

I was also quite into the getting a mortgage idea for a while. It’s always been my dream to own my own home and I have always had an image in my mind of what that would be. Essentially, it wouldn’t be too different to the place we rent now. A large garden, not too many neighbours, fields and woods and rivers close by. Unfortunately, even with such a large deposit, and our wages being higher than they’ve ever been, we still would not be able to afford the kind of home we would like in Dorset, where we live. We could possibly have got a mortgage for a flat, or a terraced house in a less desirable area, but even then, at a stretch. It was really depressing looking. So, we looked further afield and instantly saw we could get a lot more for our money if we crossed over into Devon, or went as far as Somerset, Cornwall or Wales. These are all places we know and love having been on many caravan holidays over the years.

The mobile home or park home option seemed enticing too but sadly, every single caravan park in our area (and there are tons…) is either for holidays only or for old people only, no children allowed. It was so frustrating as we could have afforded some of these homes in beautiful locations.

The idea of leaving Dorset seemed more and more enticing. Yes, after nearly fourteen years of living in the same house, and having lived in the county our entire lives, it would mean a big change, changing our lives entirely. That felt scary, but also exciting…

At one time I never would have considered it.

But now we felt like it was time to start living and actually enjoying the wages we earn, instead of watching them all get eaten up by rent and bills.

Then, one day, I was scrolling Facebook and came across a caravan park in Devon that had recently been taken over by new owners and was now a 12 month park. You do need to list somewhere else as your permanent residence but essentially, you are free to live on site 12 months a year and make it your home. Pets are allowed. Children are allowed. There are no age restrictions. It’s in a beautiful setting with sea and meadow views, just a short drive from the outstanding natural beauty areas of Ilfracombe, Woolacombe and Barnstaple.

We made contact and decided to go and have a look. We enjoyed our visit so much. The park was wonderful, the choices of static caravans and wooden style lodges were gorgeous. The location was perfect and while there, I felt so at ease, so invigorated. We explored the nearest town, Ilfracombe, a seaside town that feels like it is stuck in time, in a good way! The people were friendly, the views spectacular, the possibilities for exploring and hiking endless. We all felt at home. We came away and discussed it and we were all agreed. We wanted to live there. We wanted to buy a static caravan and live in it. We wanted to change our lives completely.

Mullacot Park, Ilfracombe, Devon

And that’s the reason I am so excited right now. We recently purchased the caravan and our plan is to have lots of holidays and weekends away for the next two years while our sons finish in their current schools, plus rent it out to holiday makers in hope of making a little income from it. Then, we will up sticks and leave and it will be our home. If we ever tire of the park, we can move the caravan anywhere we like. It was by far the cheapest option, leaving us with a respectable amount in the bank if we ever need it, or possibly to try and purchase a bit of land one day. But for now, we all feel exited to be on the park.

Our caravan on the new plot on the park – road and parking space to come!

I have fallen in love with the area its in and on a recent weekend there we explored more of Ilfracombe and visited the magnificent Woolacombe beach. There are lots more places on my list to explore and I am ready for adventure, ready to embrace this feeling of being excited again.

View of Ilfracombe from Hilsborough Hill

It might not be everyone’s idea of a dream come true, but for us, going from £15,000 a year in rent plus bills, to £3,000 in ground rent and minimal bills, is a no-brainer. Our lives will be instantly easier and more relaxed. We will have more time – surely the most precious thing of all and the thing we all want more of?

Ilfracombe harbour

I have plans to get into hiking, to be outside as much as possible. I won’t have a garden anymore but these days it just stresses me out anyway. I have always loved this house and garden but its so expensive now, it takes all our time and energy paying for it and we have none left to actually enjoy it. That has to change. We have one short life. One shot.

I want time. I want space. I want to breathe, wander, dream and ponder. I want to slow down.

This is our plan to change our lives and this is just the start.

I hope we stay excited.

Woolacombe beach

Character Interview: Josh Taylor from the Blackbirch Series by K.M Allan

~ ChanAtkins ~ 1 Comment

Hi and welcome to another character interview here on The Glorious Outsiders. K.M Allan is a writer I’ve been following for some time on social media. I’ve read all the books in her YA paranormal series, Blackbirch and I’m just about to dive into an ARC of the fourth and final installment! So, please welcome the series protagonist Josh to out character interview for November!

How old are you?

I am seventeen years old.

Where do you come from?

I lived in the city with my parents until they were killed in a car accident 6 months ago.

Where do you live? Describe it to us

I currently live in a small town off a highway. It’s called Blackbirch, and it’s filled with black birch trees, which is the only tree that grows around here. Most say it’s because of dark magick, and only my friends and I know that is the truth.

Do you have a family, if so tell us about them.

After my parents died, I moved in with my guardian, Grace. She was my mom’s best friend, and I live with her and her daughter, Sarah.

Who is your best friend and why?

Sarah is. She knows all my secrets and helps me when I’m not sure what to do.

Who is your worst enemy and why?

Eve Thomas. She wants to know all my secrets and use them in the worst way possible.

What are your talents?

I can use magick to heal people, and strength to protect them.

What are your flaws?

Not asking for help.

What do you think people think of you?

I hope they think of me as someone who is just trying to look after them.

What do you wish people knew about you?

That I’m just trying to fix all of my mistakes.

What’s your biggest fear?

Losing more of the people that I love.

What’s your biggest hope?

That I can one day live a normal life again and not be chased for the magick in my veins.

What’s your biggest secret?

That I don’t feel worthy of the responsibility that I have.

What is the worst thing you have done to another person?

My actions and mistakes have resulted in deaths. Of both good and bad people.

What kind of friend are you?

I like to think I’m a good one, but I’ve also put my friends in danger, and I don’t enjoy being that type of friend.

Is there anything about your life you would change?

The death of my parents.

Where would you like to be in 5 years time?

Hopefully living a normal life, not running from danger or from others trying to steal my magick.

Do you have any regrets?

I wish I had known more about my power when I first became aware of it. Then I could have used it in a way that didn’t hurt others.

How would you like to be remembered?

As someone who did the best he could.

What are your hobbies/how do you relax?

Reading, and watching movies with my friends, Sarah, and Max.

If you would like to find out more about this intriguing series, here is the Amazon link to the author’s page:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/K-M-Allan/e/B0849WFZG9?ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_6&qid=1699006260&sr=8-6: Character Interview: Josh Taylor from the Blackbirch Series by K.M Allan

3 Weird And Wonderful Things About Writing

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I noticed something weird about writing lately and this prompted me to think about how weird and wonderful writing it is. Am I just very weird or does anyone else relate to these?

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  1. When I read something I wrote, I can’t remember writing it – I’ve always been somewhat aware of this but just recently I really noticed it and it struck me as very weird. If I pick up any of my published books and read an extract, I am always more impressed than I was at the time of writing it. It feels like someone else, someone better than me, wrote it. I can’t really remember writing those exact words, even though the plot and the characters are utterly mine and will live on in my head forever. Just last week I started typing up my Black Hare Valley story. This was the one I’d had in my head and in planning for a few years but ended up writing in longhand about a year and a half ago when a prolonged power cut meant I couldn’t carry on with stories I had on my laptop. I remember writing Black Hare Valley mainly because all the plot ideas came to me while walking. At the time petrol prices had gone through the roof and I was trying to walk more than drive. It was during this long walks to work that this book wrote itself chapter by chapter in my head. Then once it was done, I put the notebooks aside and had to forget about it. Now I’m typing it up and reading what I wrote it genuinely feels very strange; like someone else wrote it. I know the words are mine (when I can decipher the handwriting!) but I have no memory of writing them, or the thought process behind putting each sentence together. Typing it up feels like I am discovering this story for the first time even though it has been in my head for so long.
  2. When a world becomes so real, I can’t wait to get there – I’ve not had this experience for a while because I’ve been editing various books for so long, so it was a lovely but weird surprise when this started to happen with Black Hare Valley. It took a long time to build this world; starting with the drawing of a large map of the fictional town. It’s a valley town, surrounded by iron age hill forts and it has everything from a school, post office, vets, cafes and pubs, library, theatre, police station, church and so on. It was a lot of fun to create and after the map came the character bios. As I created each character I could then add where they lived to the map and this in turn sparked of plot ideas and scenes. This made writing it so much fun as every time a character moved from one place to another I could check on the map which way they would go. It really made the whole place come alive and now that I’m typing it up, I am right back there again. Every night when I go up to write, I feel excited to be returning to Black Hare Valley, this strange, beautiful and terrifying place I created. For me right now, it is entirely real.
  3. When a book writes itself – I love it when this happens but it’s not always the way it works for me when I write books. Sometimes characters will arrive, presenting drama and plot and I’ll have to figure out how to start it, where to start it and how to divide the story up into chapters. I’ll normally do a certain amount of planning before I start, but then once writing commences, the writing and planning run alongside each other, usually with me knowing at least the next few scenes and then working it out again as I go along. But sometimes, something really weird and wonderful happens. It happened recently with a book that will be ready for publication next year and it happened when I was writing Black Hare Valley for the first time. It’s like once I pick up the pen, something else takes over. The pen moves faster than my mind; I feel a bit like I’m in a trance, being controlled by something else. The next words are spilling out before I’ve even had a moment to consider them or hesitate. It’s like the story wants to be written so much it just writes itself. I feel almost disconnected at times, like I’m the reader waiting on the sidelines to enjoy the result.

There are a lot more things about writing I’d consider both weird and wonderful but these three really struck me lately. How about you? Have you experienced any of these things? Or are there other things you find weird and wonderful about writing? Feel free to let me know in the comments.

My Writing Ban Didn’t Last Long…

~ ChanAtkins ~ 5 Comments

Some months ago I gave myself a writing ban. I had so many projects on the go, all at different stages, plus new ideas invading my mind all the time and I just had to make myself stop.

Juggling multiple writing projects seems to be the way I work. It used to worry me a lot. I used to think it was not a good thing; not for me or my writing. Then I realised that it was all working out, in its own haphazard way. Having a few things running alongside each other doesn’t seem to stop the books getting written or published, so why was I worrying so much?

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The thing is, I write books quickly. I might get the idea a few years before I get around to starting it, and by then I’ll have all the character bios in place, plus most of the plot and locations, research and so on. But once I start it, once I sit and write the title followed by ‘chapter one’, I am usually on a roll. Three months for a first draft is my average although last year I completed a first draft in seven weeks. That was a particularly addictive book to write!

Now, it might only take me a few months to write a book, but it obviously takes far longer than that to get it ready for publication. Once the first draft is done, there is the second, third, fourth and so on… revisions and editing, sometimes rewriting whole chunks or changing the tense or the perspective. That’s followed by beta reader feedback, yet more edits and revisions and then it’s off to the editor and proofreader…. more edits after that.

By now I’ll be working on blurbs and thinking about front cover designs. All of this takes time… Far more time than it took to write the first draft of the book. Usually, it will take between one and three years for me to publish a book after the first draft has been written.

What tends to happen with me is I can’t not write while my book is with beta readers or the editor. I can’t just sit there and do nothing. There is always another idea waiting for its turn, always another host of noisy characters demanding my attention.

So, while I’m waiting, I’ll write another book…

And eventually they really start to build up!

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Hence why I gave myself a writing ban. I was allowed to write flash fiction, poetry, articles and blog posts, but I wasn’t allowed to work on any new books or start writing any of my new ideas. And the reason for the ban was the amount of finished books I was waiting to publish. I don’t want to just churn them out, you see – I want to give each book the launch it deserves and that also takes time.

I had The Day The Earth Turned series ready to go. My plan was to release each book during the season it’s named after, so Book 1: Summer was released in June and Book 2: Autumn will be released in October. In between writing and editing that series, I also finished my sequel to The Mess Of Me, The Mess Of Us and the spin-off book from The Boy With The Thorn In His Side series, At Night We Played In The Road. These two books are part of a bigger universe and are connected to each other and the Holds End Trilogy and Elliot Pie’s Guide To Human Nature. Because of these connections, I then had a new idea for a sort of crossover book, that would pull some of these characters together in one final story, ending their stories and the story of that universe… (You’ve guessed it, that was the addictive, 7-week book!)

I also typed up a zombie apocalypse book I’d started to pen in a notebook… It’s not finished but I wanted to type it up to keep it safe.

For about two years now I’ve also been adding notes/ideas and character bios to a notebook for a future book which will be called The 7th Child. As usual, I can’t ignore what pops into my head about this book, so I have to write things down in the notebook and just recently I ended up writing the first two chapters because, well, they were in my head. I’ve left it there though because although I know exactly what happens in this book, I haven’t quite figured out how to tell the story yet. So, I’m fine to leave this one alone until this becomes clear to me.

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My writing ban was now on very shaky ground… And finally, last week, I gave in completely.

Now, to be fair, I am not writing something new. It doesn’t work that way with me anyway. As I’ve already said, I’ll map out ideas, characters and plots for years sometimes before I get enough to start writing the first draft…

But about a year and a half ago I started writing a book called Black Hare Valley. It was another one I’d had in my mind for a few years. It had its own notebook as they always do. It even had a huge, beautiful map my son and I drew together when creating the town. We experienced a two week power-cut because of a storm and during that time I decided to start writing the book in notebooks. I didn’t have much of the plot ironed out, to be honest, but that didn’t seem to matter. It was one of those delicious and exciting books that just wrote itself. I soon had five large notebooks filled with the first draft and the book was out of my head.

Last week I realised that I didn’t really have anything to ‘work on’, other than any articles or poems that were in my head… I felt a bit lost.

I love getting absorbed in my own worlds. It’s what I most love about being a writer. I was missing that pull, missing having one world and its characters dominating my thoughts, following me about all day.

I thought… well, it won’t hurt, will it?

I need to type it up at some point. At least then it will be safely backed up on my laptop…

I’m not writing something new, am I? I’m just typing up…

Of course now I am well and truly lost. I have been sucked into Black Hare Valley just as I was when I wrote it the first time. I love it. I am so, so happy. I think my writing ban was a stupid idea! I might as well keep writing in my usual obsessive way. It’s the only way I’ll get all these books out of my head before I die!

So, the writing ban didn’t hold. And I’m much happier!

Next week I’ll be blogging about something strange I’ve noticed about writing though… It’ll be interesting to see if anyone else has experienced the same thing.

See you then and thanks for reading!