if any of you remember this post you might be wondering why I am mentioning it right now. The thing is I’ve gone and done it again. This time I have signed up for a six week course from the University of Strathclyde.
More information is available here.
I bought a writing course.
It’s an online writing course, on how to write books for children.
Because I am impulsive and it was cheap, a bit of a bargain actually, reduced from £249 to just £12, worth a punt at that price I thought. Of course now I have to actually sit down and do it, which in turn means more procrastination to follow.
in order to Construct Conversations, because that’s what I’ve been doing for the last two days, attending a course on constructive conversations.
Yes, I actually went on a course. Me, the last sort of person you want to be on a course with youm because I don’t see the point of courses. This time though, I decided to leave my sceptical, what’s the point? can’t be bothered with this shit part of me at home for a couple of days.
I had an enjoyable couple of days, and actually learnt quite a lot. Instead of spending two days role playing difficult conversations as I expected, we spent two days pulling apart our personalities, understanding what made each of us tick, how it can reflect in the things we say and do, and how people who are different may react either well or badly to our own personal styles.
I certainly have plenty of new skills to practice now, and I’m hoping I can keep up the positive attitude I came away from the course with long enough to ingrain these skills in my psyche.
My complete, and as yet unstarted writing course.
Fortunately it’s still valid, so I really think it’s about time I tried starting it again, providing I can stop procrastinating of course.