Okay, here we go
Hi. I’m Amy. Despite what the page says my mother did not name me Moist. I stole that from Terry Pratchett (I steal lots of stuff from Terry Pratchett…well not really but ssshh). I’m an artist, a wannabe curator, a writer, a ginger, a fanatical eater of cookies and a great believer that David Bowie is our one true lord and saviour. I spend most of my time hanging out with my several hundred cats (there are really four), reading too much, working five jobs and being a general miscreant.
I don’t make enough art anymore. Or write enough. Or do the things I really want to do enough. So I’ve started this blog as a way of changing that (hopefully).
I’m setting myself a challenge, well several challenges actually, and using this blog to force myself to go through with them. If its public then I have to do it or people will know I failed. Or at least, that’s my logic. The aim is to see these through for the next one hundred days and hope they start to form good habits that I maintain after that.
So, the challenges. There are three.
Firstly, I will write 200 words a day, every day for the next 100 days. On any topic. Stories, scripts, letters to be people I will never send. Anything, I just have to write. All the writing then has to be posted here. If for some reason I fail to post something, like my hair catches on fire or I suddenly loose the ability to type, then I have to write an extra 200 words the following day and it will just go on and on like that until something is posted.
Secondly, I will make art. Every week I will create something, whether it be a painting, a photograph, a drawing, a felted penis and post evidence of its creation here. I haven’t yet figured out what kind of punishment will ensue if I fail to do this every week and am open to suggestions.
Thirdly, for every book by a male author I read, I will read two by a female author. I want to read more things by women, simple as that really. Sure I could just spend the 100 days only read texts by ladies but I’m already in the middle of four books by men and the last Discworld novel has just been realised so it seemed like a good bargain to me. There’s no real consequences to this one, only my own disappointment if I don’t follow through. And the struggle of picking the first book.
So that’s it. That’s what I’ll be doing for the next 100 days.
Please, feel free to be part of this challenge by yelling at me when you notice I haven’t done what I said I would – or just yelling at me in general. It helps.