It was a funny year.
I
wrote more than I ever have in my life. Still not making money off it but hopefully soon...
30STM played all year but I never saw them, T in the Park was a horrendous washout and I injured my ankle severely in the mud. My Chem rocked it though.
I made new friends, I met Julian Richings (aka Death) and Rob Benedict and the utterly even-more-delectably-intense-in-real-life Misha Collins, who told one incredibly romantic story and one epic lie. I kept my Reading Group going and branched out trying all kinds of books - the favourite this year for the group was The Book Thief by Markus Zuzac.- if you haven't read it yet, do so, you won't be disappointed.
I took part in GISHWHES and even though we didn't win, it was creative and crazy and stupid and fun and made me braver than I thought I could be.
Who knows what 2012 will bring but I look forward to whatever comes and hope that whatever I write here brings a smile to some faces and that the effort to get these stupid words out of my head and on to the page is worth it to someone.
Thanks for reading!