There’s a nickname my mum likes to call me occasionally.
That name is ‘Half-a-job Axtell‘.
I didn’t think much of the name until last week. I reached the end of the latest book in my upcoming series (news about that soon!) and took a good hard look at my desk.
And you know what? My mum might be onto something.
My desk was covered in:
- Half written notes
- Half written poems
- Half a cup of tea
- Half a biscuit
- The open case of a half-played game
- Half a pair of socks (not sure where the other one is)
- Half a pencil
- Half a deck of cards
- Half drawn sketch of half a potted plant.
- Half of my life savings (although half of nothing is still nothing)
Not only was it covered in half-complete things – it was a mess!
So, before I begin book three of my series (news coming soon!) I am going to do some serious spring cleaning. Everything is going to be cleaned completely.
I will complete this whole book with a whole clean office.
Mum will have to come up with a new nickname for me.
I suggest ‘Brilliant Son’.
Which brings me to the main point of this blog post. I’ve recently decided that-
Oh, wait. What was I going to write about? I got half-way through this post and wandered off!