At the beginning of 2018 I told myself I wasn’t going to do a lot of travelling, and then I went a whole bunch of places. At the beginning of this year I told myself I would be going several places, and then barely went anywhere at all.
This made me happy, because although there are things I like about travelling, really I prefer staying at home. Also, last year I flew back from Texas in a tropical storm and it was terrifying, and now I have developed a fear of flying, which is inconvenient for me but convenient for the planet. Read more
I was planning on having a quietish year this year, and I didn’t take every travel opportunity I was offered for that reason. But I did still go a few places. Some I loved, some I hated, some I barely saw beyond the inside of my hotel room. Read more
The latest instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do. Read more
I haven’t posted since my review of Force of Nature on the 15th of January, which was a cheat post anyway because I wrote it last June. Before that I did my End of Year Reflections, plus a few other posts thinking about the year that had just happened and the one that was coming up.
Well, suffice it to say 2017 wasn’t exactly excellent. For the past few years I’ve adopted a Russian tradition of writing a wish for the upcoming year on a piece of paper, burning it, then tipping the ash into a glass of champagne and drinking it as I welcome in the new year. This year I didn’t get a chance to do that, but if I had then my wish would have been for the year to be better than 2017.
I’ve done my travel round-up and my books round-up, but here’s a recap of the highlights and lowlights of 2015 overall.
…because I most certainly don’t.
I really want to write something inspiring (or at least interesting) but my brain’s at a stage of tired shutdown that won’t let me do that, so this round-up might be less exciting than the others.
That’s one of the things they don’t tell you about living your dream life: it’s bloody exhausting.