Musings, Fringe and yearnings


Well it seems I can’t stick to a challenge very well. The daily posting for April disappeared some time ago. It is not like I haven’t wanted to write anything, it is simply life got in the way.

I live on my own, I work anything upto full time hours (sometimes more), I have some inkling of a social life. I know there are bloggers out there with five kids, two jobs, yoga etc and still find time to blog everyday but I am not a superwoman. I am simply JC and I have limits on how much I can get done in one day.

Ok so ‘poor me’ moment over with. I have been busy in the background though. I have been writing some character bio’s for possible projects, researching a few bits and bobs, reading about new things and reading for leisure as well.

I am currently reading one of Stephen Fry’s many autobiography books and it has made me want to do many things including rekindling my urge for one day actually going to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. The chance this year is slim as all my funds have been going into rent, bills and food with not much leftover for anything fun. However, with the extra hours being worked recently there may be something that looks like savings in my bank account soon. I could combine a few days at Fringe with that being my holiday for the year.

In other news, the geek in me has once again been awakened by the arrival of Game of Thrones new season, this means I am unable to be contacted at all on a Monday while I watch it and then spend the rest of the letting all the horror of what just happened sink in.

I will try to not let as much time pass before I blog again and I will try and have something representing written work to show you soon.




I signed up for the monthly challenge, which is to write a blog a day. They do also have a theme, scandalous, but I can’t think of much to write on the subject. Today’s blog will be a more random post.

Firstly, after I had already mailed the present and card and while I was just about to fall asleep, a few lines popped into my head along the Mother’s Day theme:

The day I was born

I caused you pain, you only showed me love

Whenever I am ill

I caused you pain, you only showed me love

First time my heart was broken

I caused you pain, you only showed me love

Living so far apart

It causes you pain and you only ever show me love


It can do with a little refinement but that is the raw text that popped into my head this weekend.

Living away from parents and living alone can sometimes be tough but modern technologies make it a lot easier. We have Skype, the telephone and every now and again we surprise each other with a letter and pictures. Plus trains and buses make it a lot easier to get home for a visit when needed.

I have a lot of tasks I have been meaning to do recently but have ended up being put off due to excuse after excuse so today I am going to try one of the following things (amongst the daily tasks of pot washing etc):

Bake buns, a cake or cookies

Research something to do with writing

Make something creative

Cook something different for dinner

So there’s only four choices so it shouldn’t be too hard to do one of them. I will take a photo of the baking if it happens, the others may not make great pictures.

So that is me for today, I will try and catch up tomorrow and give an update on what ends up getting done and if anything exciting happens.

Goodbye for now

Pro’s and con’s of todays’ single life…


….including, probably, too many grammatical errors. I apologise for this but, as is the main theme of this post, my head is slightly cloudy from a sudden but inevitable illness.

Today was going swimingly – it was in the pro section of single life. I got up, I ate breakfast and left the pots on the side. Being single means no one to moan about the pots being left on the side and I knew I would do them later when a) I had more time after the pays-the-bills job and b) I had a more worthwhile pile of pots to wash.

I left my place without having to wait for or rely on anyone else and got myself to work an impressive 20 minutes early. Enough time to eat some of my sandwich (bought on the way) and drink some water (got to keep hydrated).

Shift at work went fast, one of the better days, and ate the second half of my sandwich on the way home.

Sorry about how boring this post is becoming but the action hots up soon and there is somewhat of a point.

Get myself back home, play on xbox, cook some food (on the pro side as only cooking for one means less cooking and less pots).

Then comes the downside to living a spinster lifestyle – illness (and almost tragedy) struck!

Being uncomfortable hit me first so I got up to get changed into some comfy pj’s. Didn’t make it past the bathroom and I got to see what that sandwich looked like after a few hours of bein churned around and mixed with dinner (apologies for the graphic but you guys are getting off lightly compared to my night so far).

The downside being that whatever seems to have hit my body tonight I get to suffer without anyone around for comfort and I still have no choice but to do everything for myself. Getting a bottle of water from the kitchen became an Olympian feat while shaking and weak.

On the plus side there was no one complaining about me hogging the bathroom and no one to see the crazed look on my face in the aftermath. And also no one around to see a pasty skinned, grey eyed me sprawled across my bed in my over sized, unflattering pjs.

Again, apologies if my grammar is all over the place but my head is still a little cotton wool filled. And apologies for the graphics involved but I needed somewhere to vent to make me feel a little better, almost like telling a stranger your problems. Needless to say the pots didn’t done, neither the writing or baking I was planning on doing as well. I will just have to catch up tomorrow.

All the time in the world (and all the ideas)


As seems to be typical for a day in my life, I have nothing time restricted that I need to do until 3pm so I have all sorts of ideas swirling through my head to write about but as soon as I attempt to put pen to paper I can’t even think where to start.

Ideas that are swirling around:

Something World War based to commemorate the 100 year anniversary (which will be long gone before I start it)

A fantasy series

A Steampunk fantasy epic

An ode to chips (I love chips)

Something from the perspective of a cat (possibly a wild one)

A couple of children’s books

Ok, so one of the children’s books is nearly finished but just needs a touch of refining and a reliable artist to work with, but the others are just ideas and I am stumped on where to start with them. This normally isn’t a problem for me but I can’t even think of character names or traits for anyone I would want to put into them (apart from the ode to chips as, well, it’s just about chips). Maybe I am mentally stretching too much. Maybe I just need to dig out my reliable notebook and scribble it all in there and file it away until some kind of lightening strikes me.

Welcome (again)


Well seeing as WordPress has deemed to not publish my first post then I will try again. (and I will delete this one if the post decides to appear).

I am JC Belmont (yes, it is not lost on me the fact that my initials are JCB), I am 28 years old and I write. I have spent the better part of my life dawdling about and not really knowing what I wanted to do (‘But writing is not a career, choose something sensible’) but I do want to be a writer. I have always loved and enjoyed to write and also to read. I love books, I enjoy authors.

I have finally dragged myself into the 21st Century and signed up for this wonderful blog and a Twitter account so that I have some form of outlet for my passion. Obviously, the dream would be to become a world famous author and have millions of people read anything that I wrote but, right now, I just enjoy to write and to research new ideas and watch them blossom before my very pen.

I am JC Belmont, welcome to my world and remind me to show you around sometime.