![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
coalescentAs of 9am this morning, I've had a livejournal for exactly one year,
although it won't be a year since my first post until about 5:30..
It's been a hell of a year.
In the past twelve months I have left Oxford, worked in a bookshop, persuaded Chris Rea to sign a truck book, met up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
applez in the States, fallen in and out of love (or something), crashed my car, bought a new car, gone on hiatus and been reborn. I've started a medical writing job, been to my first proper SF con, been to my first literary festival, met various people for the first time, been immortalised in a webcomic, asked Margaret Atwood about SF, bought a flat, and had one of the best birthdays I can remember. I've read some excellent books, seen some great television and one or two interesting films, and I've been able to share (or force) my thoughts onto the wider world. I've made new friends and better friends, and I've had people to turn to when things were bad. In the past 365 days, I've made 374 livejournal entries and received 2,798 comments. Thanks to everyone who's been reading: It wouldn't have been the same without you.
At my birthday meal, when I suggested that one of my friends should get herself a livejournal she said "I prefer to live my life, rather than write about it." It was meant largely in jest, and taken as such, but if I had to offer a response my response would be this:
I prefer to do both.
There's just one problem.
I'm one year out of university, and I've got a flat, a car, and a job.
What do I do next?
although it won't be a year since my first post until about 5:30..
It's been a hell of a year.
In the past twelve months I have left Oxford, worked in a bookshop, persuaded Chris Rea to sign a truck book, met up with
applez in the States, fallen in and out of love (or something), crashed my car, bought a new car, gone on hiatus and been reborn. I've started a medical writing job, been to my first proper SF con, been to my first literary festival, met various people for the first time, been immortalised in a webcomic, asked Margaret Atwood about SF, bought a flat, and had one of the best birthdays I can remember. I've read some excellent books, seen some great television and one or two interesting films, and I've been able to share (or force) my thoughts onto the wider world. I've made new friends and better friends, and I've had people to turn to when things were bad. In the past 365 days, I've made 374 livejournal entries and received 2,798 comments. Thanks to everyone who's been reading: It wouldn't have been the same without you.At my birthday meal, when I suggested that one of my friends should get herself a livejournal she said "I prefer to live my life, rather than write about it." It was meant largely in jest, and taken as such, but if I had to offer a response my response would be this:
I prefer to do both.
There's just one problem.
I'm one year out of university, and I've got a flat, a car, and a job.
What do I do next?
