Mind The Gap

My life is in a state of limbo at the moment. I no longer live in Edinburgh, I'm back in South Manchester waiting until I can move into my new house in Cheshire. Being from Stockport I have always been able to claim, postally at least, that I was in Cheshire. However Stockport isn't really Cheshire... it's 'Greater Manchester', that hazy grey area that borders numerous counties but lays unclaimed by pretty much everybody. From the 3rd of next month I shall most definitely be in Cheshire.

I have been spending my half-unemployed days (I have freelance work which doesn't really feel like work as I can stay at home in my pyjamas and do it) re-learning how to knit, filling out a million plus one job applications, contemplating a career change so many times I think I ended up back at journalism, and reading a ton of books I got out on my rediscovered Stockport Libraries card.

The summer reading list looks a little like this:

If This is a Man/The Truce - Primo Levi
The 39 Steps - John Buchan
Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
Dream Angus - Alexander McCall Smith
The Tent - Margaret Atwood
Moderato Incantabile - Marguerite Duras
Weight - Jeanette Winterson
The Life of Hunger - Amelie Nothomb
The Third Man/The Fallen Idol - Graham Greene
Breakfast at Tiffany's - Truman Capote
The Moon Opera - Bi Feiyu
Bitch Lit - Maya Chowdry (ed.)
Eating Myself - Candida Crewe
Man Walks into a Room - Nicole Krauss
When I Was Five I Killed Myself - Howard Buten
The Old Man and the Sea - Ernest Hemingway

I have a pile of about the same number to go.

Because everything is so up in the air , I'm of no fixed abode and half my life is in storage it is hard to know what I'm doing. It's hard to pick one thing that I want to do and run with it. Though one good thing about being back here is the sense of being 'home'. Even if it has involved a nostalgia trip of horrible school days and cringeing at things I wrote when I was thirteen.

Edinburgh was beautiful but perhaps a little too beautiful. Having only lived in industrial northern towns I was a little untouched by the apparent 'culture' of the place. It was like some unattainable level that I couldn't reach, I never truly felt as though I 'fitted in', and the fact that I wasn't enjoying such a beautiful city ("how can you not love it?" people would cry) made me feel worse further still.

So I'm pretty sure that moving was a wise choice, but what now..?! That is the exciting bit I guess. I have a list of projects as long as my arm to get started on. Now if someone would just like to give me a job to fund them, that would be great...

Greetings from (Gloomy) Edinburgh

DSCF1088, originally uploaded by heavypetal.

It's sunny here sometimes, I swear!

Well this is very convenient, posting photos from flickr to blogger. Whatever will they think of next? (I feel like some mistrusting technophobic middle aged person, I feel like my mother!)

My flickr account (heavypetal, find me... I have no friends and I'm not entirely sure how you go about acquiring them), much like this blog in fact, has been long established but seldom used. Until now, hurrah, when I have actually got round to uploading some photos. It would seem I only really take pictures of three or four types of things anyway. These are (in no particular order): graves, cats, trees, castles.

I'm not quite sure what the fascination is with any, they just always seem to find their way in front of my lense.

Flickr

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

This is a test

Testing testing, one, two, three...

I have somehow managed to make my blog look (sort of) like my website.

First Post

Imaginative title, eh?

Well this is a blog I've created to go with my website www.seventeenandinsane.com

About me: I am a 23 year old Edinburgh-based freelance writer and web designer. I moved up here from Sheffield in August 2007. Yes I'm one of those people lured up by the festival and then it slowly dawned on me that 'bugger, I can't actually find a job'. Still, not one to be deterred I have decided that if no one is willing to give me an opportunity I will make one myself. I'm very enterpirising like that. Maybe it's coming from the home of industrial revolution that is Manchester, it's in my blood to be a work-horse.

I guess that this is a way for me to track my progression really and share (or receive, please) any tips on being a jobbing writer/designer and setting up a small (very small, tiny) business. It's also somewhere for me to write, mess around with ideas and post inspiration.

I can't promise it will be very interesting to start with but keep watching, it should get better.