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SHOPPING2My day starts anywhere between 5am and 7am when I go for a 5 mile walk. That’s a lie! I don’t go for a five mile walk at all. I’m on an anti-fitness campaign.

My day does start between these hours however but it is followed by a cigarette and I return to bed and gaze at the ceiling pondering what various facets of my day lay ahead. I get out of bed at  8am and have another cigarette. I then turn on the television (mainly through force of habit) and check my emails. Checking my emails can take anything from ten minutes to an hour.

Still not properly awake I usually go to visit my parents who live just up the road for a coffee and a cigarette (they don’t smoke) and we discuss all sorts of things from world affairs to childhood stories. I particularly enjoy hearing stories of not only my childhood butt of theirs. I consider myself fortunate in the fact that I have vivid memories of all of my grandparents.

I then return home and begin my writing for the day (I’m an author and poet). I have the television switched on just for the noise for fear of falling into the world of sensory deprivation. I can go for an entire day and barely tell you what has been on the television. Now and  again I’ll flick from my writing to Facebook just to break things up.

I tend to get rather engrossed in my writing so if the phone rings or there is a knock on the door I jump through the roof. I make a point of stopping every hour for a cup of water and to re-collect my thoughts. I stop for lunch any time between 11am and 1pm.

My brother sometimes drops in for a coffee  and a cigarette which is always a welcome relief as he always has something hilarious to say. When we’re together there are no boundaries when it comes to humour and most of it could not  be repeated for fear of being arrested. My children are getting older now so I don’t see them as much as I used to. I am currently going through ’empty nest syndrome’ and I’m not enjoying it but I guess I’ll get used to it.

I stop for tea anywhere between 4pm and 6pm. Sometimes I will have tea at my parents place and on some occasions I will stay the night if my writing isn’t moving forward as quickly as I would like it to. I particularly like staying on nights where they get in touch with our relatives in Scotland via Skype. Skype still fascinates me in the way that a new toy fascinates a small child. The concept that I can talk to someone face to face for free astounds me.

My day isn’t totally consumed by writing but it does entail a lot of work on my laptop where I promote my books on Amazon. I specialise in short mystery stories thaat aim to keep the reader guessing from start to finish.

I also consider myself fortunate in that, as I look to my left whilst typing this, I turn to my left and look out my floor to ceiling windows and see an assortment of trees in various stages of bloom and a variety of birds going about their business bothering nobody. I can also see the sea in the distance. I have always had a deep love of nature. It’s a welcome distraction and provides great relaxation.

Am I a recluse? Maybe. Am I socially phobic? Quite possibly. In addition to being a writer I also write and record my own music. Both of these are solitary gigs and I enjoy them immensely. Most days fly by. I also have enough family and friends nearby who I visit when I feel the need.

I made a rule a long time ago, after learning the hard way, not to write after 9pm. If I do my mind starts racing and I’m up until all hours. Way back when I can recall writing until sunrise. It takes me days to recover and just isn’t worth it.

So, you see, the life of an author isn’t a lonely one. It’s an engrossing one.