Wednesday 31 October 2007

I'm really pants at keeping a diary, but maybe that's not so surprising. Took an excellent course last week, paid for by the company, called "Effective Interpersonal Skills". As part of it, you do the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator Test to measure your "average" personality, particularly at work. I ended up being INTP, the main indicator being "Logic" which didn't especially surprise me. Basically, I am intraverted, more intuitive than factual, a thinker rather than a feeler and have an off-the-cuff attitude rather than planned. I also learned that my SOH has almost the exact opposite indicator to me (he wouldn't take the MBTI even if asked, but he would most definitely come out ISFJ and at times, ESFJ).

Learnt a lot about myself and why my relationships with others can sometimes be difficult. Reading the MBTI book, I had to laugh, what an annoying person I can be at work sometimes.

Lots to think about.

Saturday 13 October 2007

The self help book on writing novels is americanised, but excellent. It's already given me some ideas in how to improve "Echoes" and also encouraged me to think about writing some short stories.

I think I'm going to reprise a short story I wrote in my teens that was submitted for a competition - it didn't win, but the story was limited to 500 words, whereas most competitions limits are a lot more. I think the story is still sound, though I'm going to change it slightly and I'll have more words to play with. The various compos I've looked at tend to give free critiques as well.

I'm getting a really really good feeling about all this. Perhaps I should polish up my English grammar though.

Thursday 4 October 2007

On lovely days such as this, in the company of the one I love, I believe myself to be totally blessed and that I live in the most beautiful area of the world.

Oh, I love autumn. It's always been my favourite season, despite the declining daylight hours, but here it is just so special. The visibility to Colwyn Bay and the Ormes beyond was near perfect today, with the sea a gorgeous dark blue with swathes of grey, and cotton puff clouds on a pale blue sky. We have a lot of evergreens here, but the oak and chestnut trees are shedding leaves of burnt orange, each leaf being a masterpiece of unique blend.

And soon, there is the Pensarn beach firework display, usually at the end of the autumn school half term.

All this, gives me enough warmth to last until spring. :-)

Wednesday 3 October 2007

Debt. A horrible four letter word. It dawned on me lately though that I have about 18 months left and then I will be completely debt-free, which is no mean feat and will put me in the extremely small percentage that has no credit card, loan or mortgage outstanding.

Strangely though, it may affect my credit rating, and adversely, as the attitude of the various loan companies is that if you don't have some form of debt, you must be a credit risk. Mad.

Anyway, what's happened in the couple of weeks since I last blogged? Well, the c key on my keyboard appears to be playing up which is giving me aggravation as I'm having to hit the darn thing several times before it respondee. Annoying. JS left the dear ol' company, and I will miss him, though I may see him in Rhyl. He has likely been replaced by another who is hearing the spells that they try to cast to entice them into the fold, but I think JH is not quite as blinkered as he was. Wonder if they are male or female? I've been on holiday for a couple of weeks, EL phoned me, wanting some information on the rather-well-known-utilities-company, but I didn't ask after what was happening. I have some standards, y'know.

As often happens at this time of year, I am thinking of education again. I took one of those career tests on the BBC website, and there it is again, psychology. It's one of those subjects that comes up again and again when I take all sorts of different tests to check how my brain works and I must admit, the career oppos do seem to be broader. And safer. After all, society is always going to have problems. Trouble is, psychology is such an expensive and popular subject. It might just be shelved again, until next year, when, doubtless, the tests will tell me again that I am basically in the wrong job.

Though I am getting a self help book on writing novels in the hope that I can get Echoes going again. Finally, I have the full story worked out, I now just have to give it my best.