and amidst all of the scariness, the obsessing about money, all the dresses I pass in shop windows on Northumberland Street, taunting me, all the chinese menus that I’ve hidden in drawers underneath other chinese menus, I know handing my notice in was the right thing to do. So now I have lots and lots of work ahead of me, like finding a part time job for one but most of all putting in motion my projects that will enable me to make work that will earn me some money. It’s good that I can take on odd jobs here and there if I need to, something I was unable to do before.

First up though is a shop makeover. I’m going to design, print and produce a collection of stationery type things to sell along with my book sculptures, then I’m going to market myself to death. I’m definitely going to do an adult learning certifiate because then I can run workshops which I’ve been scared of before but actually thinking about it I’m more scared of starving from having no money than I am of running a workshop. See, quitting your job gives you the fear and fear actually makes you get off your backside and make things happen. Bring it on!