The New Year and the rebirth of my blog have tied in quite nicely, so I pretty much have to do a resolutions/ New Year post. I don’t normally make resolutions, but this year will be one that will massively affect the rest of my life, at least as far as my career goes, and if I write my goals down it will be harder for me to read comics instead of achieving them.

So, my resolutions for 2012 are:

1- Make my applications for my library MA. It’s taken me two months to write my personal statement, and it’s not even nearly done, but every time I think about how much an MA will cost I get all depressed and stop working on applying for any. So, despite the fact I doubt I will actually be able to afford to start an MA this year I’m going to apply for them, that way if I do somehow get the money together I won’t have completely screwed myself over.

2- Write at least one blog post a week. This should be pretty easy, I managed it before, and I have a couple of ideas for posts, plus I’ll be going on interesting library visits in the upcoming weeks I can write about.

3- Read a wider variety of comics. I tend to read lots of superhero and Vertigo comics, and not much else, but I’ve been trying to change that. I’m loving Morning Glories and Chew, and I’ve read a few indie comics at work, I figure if I keep moving in that direction my knowledge of comics will be a lot broader than it is now.

4- Get a second job. This is more achievable than winning the lottery, and I can’t think of another way that will enable me to raise enough money to pay the tuition fees for my MA.

So, fun times ahead.

BBC meme

I just found this, so, lets see how well read I am (read in bold, started in italics):

The BBC apparently believes most people will have only read 6 of the 100 books here:

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series – JK Rowling
5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte
8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens
11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare – read maybe 8 or 9
15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulk
18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch – George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll
30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis
34 Emma – Jane Austen
35 Persuasion – Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe
37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne
41 Animal Farm – George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving
45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy.
48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding
50 Atonement – Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel
52 Dune – Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth.
56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck
62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding
69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens
72 Dracula – Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses – James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal – Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession – AS Byatt.
81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web – EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks
94 Watership Down – Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

That has to be over half, and then some started but not finished, mostly because I didn’t like them. What a surprise that most of the ones I’ve read are either children’s literature or classics, or both combined. I was surprised to see no Virginia Woolf at all, I thought everyone had at least read Mrs Dalloway. There’s quite a few books on there I still really need to read, though The Bell Jar may be too depressing as holdiay reading. Still, I have reassured myself that yes, I have read a lot of the canon, at least according to the BBC.

Starting over

People appear to believe in me far more than I believe in myself, it’s nice but kind of frightening. Until my writer’s block clears up I’m not going to try to post big amazing entries, instead I’m going to complete a few of the more interesting of the writer’s block suggestions from LiveJournal and post random photos I’ve taken.

I finally uploaded a lot of photos from the summer, I took this one in the British Museum, I must have been the only person not taking a photo of the amazing roof in the centre of the museum, but the girl at the window caught my attention, it was like the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet, especially with the white of the wall, and the fact you can see it’s a lovely day outside helps, I do wish it was a bit clearer though. I think that how cheap my camera was might have something to do with that.


Excuses, excuses

I’ve been really crap with updating recently, again I’m going to blame work, job-hunting and being ill. However, this will change, and I will post at least once a week, even if it’s rubbish, until it stops being rubbish and I finally start having something meaningful to write.

On that note, here is something I came accross via StumbleUpon which really made me laugh, especially all the Jane Austin titles: Book Titles If They Were Written Today.

The joy of job-hunting

It’s been ages since I’ve written anything in here, mostly I think because of work, which continues, I now get up at 5 in the morning four days a week, and for the last four Saturdays I have finished late by varying amounts, from half an hour to an hour and 15 minutes. That’s still not a very good reason, nor is having been watching lots of Dexter with my boyfriend, but at the moment they are the things that have been taking up my time.

The only other thing that is really happening is that I’m looking for a new job, mostly because of the horrible hours of my current one, combined with the poor level of pay. I don’t hate it, and I can stick it out until I get a new job, but I don’t love it. It would be fine if I was only part-time, but being so tired that a couple of times I’ve fallen asleep at  o’clock is not fun, and not going to change. I’m looking to get out of retail, but this is all I’ve ever done, that combined with an English Lit degree means I’m not really qualified for anything else, I’m applying for assistant librarian jobs but not  really getting anywhere, probably because I don’t have any experience. Any ideas of what else I can look at would be really welcome.

None of this is helped by listening to my friends talk about their awesome jobs or seeing them getting ready to start their MAs, especially as I’ve worked out that if I get a job paying a decent amount I might be able to do an MA in 5 years time. Great. So at the moment I am generally jealous, tired and poor. This means lots or reading comfort books and watching comfort tv, and trawling job sites. I am going to start updating this blog again though, even if just to give myself something intelligent to thing about rather than just ‘do the socks need filling up?’ or ‘we don’t have any jersey boxers, maybe I should put some patterned ones there instead’.

The end of an era

I’ve finally finished my dissertation, I handed it in on monday. It’s ok, it’s not as good as it should have been, but it’ll do, I don’t think I’ll get an awful mark, and I did work really hard on it.  I should be much more pleased than I am, now all I feel is relief, but to be honest I don’t want to finish uni, I never have. All I have now is one more essay to give in, which I’m actually struggling with simply because the effort to do anything other than sit in my room reading is enormous, and of course the books I’m reading aren’t the ones I need to write about. But once that’s in on monday it will all be over, three years of uni, and I’ll have a mediocre degree and no job, and no prospects.

Everyone else seems to be going on to some sort of MA or something, or at least fine with working, and having an idea of what they want to do. I didn’t get accepted for any PGCE courses, then decided I don’t want to be a teacher anyway, but it was far too late to apply for anything else, even if I knew what else I want to apply for anyway, which I don’t. I’d love to do an MA, all I want to do is study Victorian literature forever, but I don’t want to be a lecturer, so an MA would just be another year putting off the real world, and another £5000 debt, or whatever it is.

I’m looking for a job, it’s not going very well. I’ve got lots of experience, but only in retail, and only as a sales assistant, and there just aren’t any sales assistant jobs out there, without even adding in the fact I have green hair and a tendency to be unable to control my moods, no ‘high end luxury fashion retailer’ is going to want me. I applied for a job in Harrod’s, god knows why because if I get as far as an interview they’ll have made up their minds not to offer me the job as soon as they see me. To be honest the whole idea of working is terrifying, I have enough trouble making myself get dressed in the morning, working 8 hours a day, every day, is something I can’t even comprehend. I can see I’m going to end up on the dole, but then I won’t be able to afford to go home and see my family. All of this is very miserable, but there’s nothing I can do to avoid working for at least a year, and all the time I’ll be hearing about how much my friends are enjoying their MA’s, great. Growing up is rubbish.


Things in my personal life are slightly better, the big thing being – I have a house! I’m moving tomorrow, and we’d had a bit of trouble with money and stuff but it’s all sorted, and the deposit is paid, and I’m like 90% packed, with a big list of all the things I need to buy, I’m super excited, I’ll be living with three of my friends and it will be lovely. Hopefully once I’m moved I’ll be feeling a bit more settled and so be able to get started on writing again.

The other thing is that I now have two ideas for features in the first issue of the fanzine, both pretty long articles, I even have an amazing idea for a photo to go with one of them, assuming I can borrow a digital camera and my little brother and sister. I wish I was less excited about this and more excited about my dissertation, I think my next entry will be about my dissertation just so I can actually start writing something, only 7 weeks till it’s due in and I’ve done nothing…