I'm the one doing all the typing round here!

My name is Sinéad, and I finally updated that picture. At this moment in time, I am a 22-year-old curiosity  living in one of England’s lovely little industrial towns. Sinéad is, of course, a really terrible name to give your child. I have endured a life of birthday and Christmas cards made out to “Shinhead”, and for the few friends I found that could spell my name, they never got the hang of pronouncing it. Most just called me Sinbad, which was hilarious for everyone else.

As you may have gathered, I’m a writer, struggling with the complexities of life, and all the rest of that bollocks I’m supposed to say in order to “big myself up”. If I’m honest (which I tend to be, unless there’s something in it for me), I’m quite a good writer. The dream is, of course, to be filthy rich and world-renowned one day. It’ll happen, and when it does, you’ll all be visiting here, clinging onto my every word. Just you watch.

Anyway, in the interests of keeping this fairly brief, I’ll tell you a few quick facts about myself:

• In January 2010, I graduated from the University of Derby with a First Class Bachelor of Arts (Honours) degree in Creative Writing.
• I’ve been a strict vegetarian for the past six years. In truth, I take it a bit far at times. Some might call me a Nazi Vegetarian, and they wouldn’t be far wrong. That said, I don’t push it on others…they’re your arteries to clog.
• I have two beautiful pet rabbits, Chip and Jaster. They’re little terrors, but I love them and their fluffy little feet awwww.
• Other beings I might mention include Susan (the mother) and Jack (the little brother). They probably wouldn’t be too pleased to see their names on here with such frequency, but tough shit.
• My two favourites things in life are books and tennis. I would be lost without reading, and likewise, without the comforting biceps of Rafael Nadal. There will be lots of tennis wankery, you have been warned!
• I think I’m a reasonably nice person, and though I don’t go gallavanting off on magical adventures every other Tuesday, I think my life is silly enough to warrant its own weblog. I’m just using this to chronicle my comings and goings, whinge about not getting any writing done, update you on Rafa’s latest knee-related injury, and post photos of things that catch my eye. I’m not the most interesting person you’ll come across online, but honestly, I could be worse.