The kind of person who…

“Write. Rewrite. When not writing or rewriting, read. I know of no shortcuts.”

I’m the kind of person who reads 4 books a month but at the moment my massive To Be Read pile isn’t going anywhere. I just can’t get into reading anything at the moment. (I did read a short story.)

I think it’s because Nanowrimo starts today. I’ve been in prep mode for a month, devouring everything I can read or watch on Mesolithic Britain, art theft, the triple goddess.

In April I became the kind of person who writes a decent 40,000-word first draft in a month. This is the true value of Nanowrimo. It’s really not about the end product, but who you become at the end of the month – the kind of person who writes each day.

During October, I became the kind of person who binges old episodes of Time Team on YouTube. My MC is a presenter on a similar show.

I’ve become the kind of person who spends their days researching their new novel. I used to be the kind of person who stressed about work, who obsessed about “what she said to the boss about me”. But now if I’m obsessing it’s about the right way to test your own pulse after being in an explosion.

Like every writer I know, I’ve become the kind of person who worries about their google search history. Not because of porn, but because someone somewhere might wonder why I am the kind of person who needs to know about bone scraping, poisonous herbs, and ritual killings.

When I heard this phrase, the kind of person who…(I think it was Dr Joe Dispenza,) a light went on in my head. Of course, we can change the kind of person we are! So I set myself a major challenge this past week. I am proud to say that I have become the kind of person who can eat one TimTam with my tea and leave the others in the fridge. I know, right? Who knew anyone could do that?

Ps. Apparently I am not the kind of person who can eat only a few choc coated peanuts.