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.