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New dawn, new day, new life, feel good?

It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life … for me … and I’m feeling good!

Oh it’s not that easy, people! Or is it?

The new year comes around once a year, just like every other day of the year, yet we somehow treat a day whose only significance is that it signals a new year on a calendar based upon the birth of a 2,000 year old deity, as a time to make those life changes we promised ourself all year we would make. Perhaps the winter solstice is a more appropriate day for new beginnings? Or what about May 28th? Why May 28th you ask, well why not. This idea that we wait for a certain day of the year to make changes and resolutions is a bit silly when in fact, we can make changes any day we like.

Now, I am not attempting to shout down the changes that some people hope to make in the new year. I wish you well with them and hope they bring about a positive change in your lives; it’s just … well … why wait? Why not make the change as soon as you see it needs to be made. And if you attempt to make a change in the new year, and perhaps by April, you slowly start to slip back into your old ways, why wait until the next new year before you try again?

Again, this is not a critique of said behaviour, just an observation. I have been on either side of the change fence lately. On the 12th of November I quit smoking. I contemplated waiting until the new year to do it, but I just decided (while having talked about it for months previous) on the 11th that the next day, I would quit. And I did. Yet, come the new year, I was still making a list of goals that I was hoping to achieve within the next year. Not that that is a bad thing, just if I want to make a change in my life, I don’t see why I should have to wait.

So, in conclusion to this pointless piece of ‘prose’, if you want to make a change in your life, no matter how big or how small, don’t wait. Just do it. As Ghandi once said: ‘be the change you want to see in the world’ or in our own less world-saving-cases, be the change you want to see in yourself and be it today.

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‘Tis the season.

Christmas is just around the corner; followed shortly by the New Year. Now, for the most part, Christmas and New Year are about two things; Shopping and Resolutions.

Oh how I wish it wasn’t so. It’s a wonderful time of the year, one I truly look forward to. Yet, as much as we love the ideology behind this time of the year, it seems to be a commercial venture more than anything else. New Year, too. Although the spirit of it is wonderful – let’s make some positive changes in our lives – it still is about where you spend New Years Eve!

I’ve decided this year, when it comes to presents, that I’m giving everyone a budget of, lets say €20. I’m lucky I only have a few people to buy for anyway and come New Years Eve, I hope that any resolution I do make is one that is not filled with self-interest; instead let it be something like, ‘being more patient with people who quite often test my patience’ hahahah I’m not saying that will be my resolution, so all you people whose heads I have bitten off in the past year, don’t necessarily be expecting any change in that department.

Perhaps this holiday season I’ll be a little less Ebenezer and a little more Sam Gamgee.

Many apologies

Ladies and gents, my sincerest apologies for being so ‘lack’ lately on my posts.

Things in the life of Jay Finn have been a bit hectic lately and now, November, is Na-No-Wri-Mo which means I’ll be stuck heavily into getting the novel as close to finished as I possibly can.

As an update on that, it seems the it the novel has taken a drastic turn in terms of plot. I’m not sure how most of my fellow authors plan their novels, but for me, apart from a very loose outline, it’s very much ‘flying by the seat of my pants.’ Not always a good thing, but at least it keeps it exciting for me. I couldn’t sit down every day and write, knowing what the outcome of the days work will be. I couldn’t be a writer if that were the case. I like to write my stories the same way as I read them: not knowing (but having a vague idea) of what comes next.

Anyway. I think I’ll be relatively quiet here over the next month or so. I’ll try drop in and let ye all know about my progress and how I’m getting on. For anyone else in the same boat, best of luck over the following days.

Write on!

Ebooks are FREE!!!!

If you look to the left on my page, under ‘blogroll’ you will see the links to my two ebooks. Both are available for the next 2 days to download for FREE!!! Yes, for FREE!! So go have a look yourself, reblog this post, tell a friend. Get your hands on them for FREE!!! Also, if you do download them and you enjoy them, please ‘like’ them on the amazon page and/or leave a review 🙂 Thanks guys. Hope you like them. Jay.

Choosing the Life we Live

How many of you out there feel yourselves compelled, or even forced into, living a life that you don’t really want?

It’s something, from as far as I can tell, that most people seem to do. Not so long ago, over a beverage or four, a friend of mine said to me: ‘I couldn’t live my life the way you live yours, Jay. I wish I could but I can’t. It’s just not in me. You do things your own way and it always seems to work out for you. I wish I could do that.’

This from a guy, who is financially successful, has a beautiful wife, a lovely home and a wonderful work ethic. To say I felt a mixture of emotions would be an understatement. I felt a real and tangible sense of pride that he knew me well enough to know that I march to beat of my own drum. Yet, confusion also. I am not well off. I am a struggling writer. I am single, with no home of my own. From the outside looking in, I often found myself envious of him. Yet, as it turns out, he envies my way of living life compared to his own, if not the material rewards.

Sometimes, choosing to follow your own rules is tough. Hell, it’s more than tough. There are moments of despair, depression and angst. A longing to be just like everyone else. Part of the herd. Yet when he said what he said to me, I could only conclude one thing: if I did follow the worn path that most people follow, I would live the rest of my life wondering ‘what if?’ Something I can never find in myself to do.

I am not saying I am better or worse than anyone else, nor am I judging peoples choices on the type of life they ‘choose’ to live. I am merely stating, that living the life you truly want is the only way I can truly live. For if we are not creating the future we truly want, are we living at all?

My new novel’s title

I’ve been wondering whether I should be telling anyone this or not, but I thought, what the hell. My novel has been coming along slowly these past few months. Sporadic periods of writing followed by weeks of ignoring it and now, well, lately it has been coming easier and it has been a daily present in my life.

As someone who writes a lot of short stories, I have found that when I get an idea for a short story, the title seems to come right along with it. Just like the night follows the day, the title follows the idea. With this novel, it has been quite different. I have tens of thousands of words written and yet it failed to materialize. Anxious, disappointed, worried: YES! I was all those things. Until the other day when I posted a piece on here about the ‘words not coming.’ Well, only moments later, the title fell into my lap. Rather it floated into my psyche.

‘As the Black Crow Flies.’

Firstly I will ask you NOT TO STEAL IT!!! Secondly, I’m not looking for an opinion on it like a worried mother wondering if she is raising her firstborn correctly. No, I am just happy to share it. It’s quite odd because although the story was coming along slowly, it was still coming along. Now, however, since it has a title (its real title) the novel feels more real somehow. Now I can picture it on bookshelves or on amazon. I am already working on the book cover in my mind. Not only has the title brought me a sense of relief it also has brought a new sense of optimism that, yes, the book is on its way. Not since the idea for the novel first birthed itself have I been this excited and more importantly, motivated.