I haven’t posted in a while, as you probably (well, hopefully) noticed. The reason being that things have been rather hectically emotional around these parts of late, plus, I’ve made some changes and decisions, both in my life and in my blog.
Since my last post in January, I have undergone a hysterectomy in order to cure crippling back and abdominal pain caused by rather large (actually, make that humongous) myomas, said a heartbreaking goodbye to three of my beloved cats, and almost been swallowed by a maelstrom of depression. I even felt like I would never write again. During that time, I felt the devil ask me how I knew my way around the halls of hell. I told him that I do not need a map, for the darkness I know all too well.
Yet it was knowing that darkness, and my demons, which allowed me to eventually navigate a path back out into the light. As I emerged, stumbling and blinking, I knew that I had a choice – I could allow the darkness to come after me, or I could live.
I chose the latter…and started kicking.
In April, I applied for a job as an interim teacher at a local high school. It would be my first experience of teaching at a school in Belgium. On Monday April 16, I went for an interview with the school director, at the end of which I was told that I had got the job and would be starting on…Wednesday. I blinked and said “You mean, this Wednesday? As in the day after tomorrow?” The director smiled and nodded.
Thus, two days after the interview, I found myself standing in front of a class of 18-year-old’s, discovering that I would have to write exam papers for 68 students, guide some towards their graduation, get a difficult student who had been held back for two years to make it into the final year, and wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into. Still, there is no better way to learn to swim than to be thrown in at the deep end, right?
Now, the exams are over and the summer vacation is upon us. All the students who were coming up for graduation graduated, and the difficult students (who actually weren’t that difficult) got an A grade and made it into the final year. Result!
And so here I am, feeling alive once more and, more importantly, feeling as if I have finally achieved something. Onwards and upwards, right guys!
I mentioned at the beginning that I had made some decisions and changes in my blog, too. I will no longer be posting short stories here on Do Not Annoy The Writer. Don’t worry, I’ll still be writing them, but I have decided to concentrate on the darker side of my writing nature, and so my stories will now be posted on a dedicated blog, The Curious Case of the Blog in the Nighttime. So, if you happened to like my stories, please head on over to my new site, give it a like and a follow, and I’ll try to keep you entertained and a bit freaked out! 😀
As for Do Not Annoy The Writer, don’t worry…I shall still be posting here, but this blog will be just that; a blog. A record of my weird and wonderful, but certainly never boring, life.
Oh, and as a final note, I would like to thank each and every one of you for remaining with me during my blogging hiatus. That means more to me than you could ever imagine.