I first got interested in martial arts when I was about eight, it was the Eighties and Channel Four had just launched. They were showing repeats of the classic TV series ‘The Avengers’ and little LK Jay was hooked. My parents would let me stay up an hour later to watch the adventures of John Steed and Emma Peel as a special treat. I loved everything about it; the clothes, the secret world they created and the adventures they had in them and the sports cars. But most of all it was Emma Peel kicking the baddies’ arses in her sporty one-piece zippy suits, nifty hair and karate chops. I wanted to be Emma Peel. I still do. I’d kill for her hair.
Fast forward two decades. By then I had already spent a few years doing karate and was starting my secret career, very averagely I might add, and I was already bored. So I started taekwondo. I went to this particular class because it was local and the instructor had the same name as my dad. It turned out my instructor was rather good in that he was a British squad member and again, I was hooked. He must have been one of the most patient men on this planet as he taught a skinny loud-mouthed blond woman who looked like Bambi in shorts. He didn’t laugh when I announced I wanted to go to Holland to compete for England or when I announced that I was writing a novel. Eight years on and I’m a second Dan, going for another Dan (who is Dan? Is he good-looking? Is he single?). I’ve got a plethora of trophies, oh Lord another big word, and quite few bruises as I still fail to break boards and I look like a hamster in flight when I attempt a flying kick. Joking aside, it’s given me much more than the ability to punch really, really hard. It’s given me friends, physical confidence and self discipline.
It’s that self-discipline and that has given me the impetuous to write. Before taekwondo, I would never have had the confidence to put pen to paper. But after you’ve learned to spar, had a few bloody noses, fallen on my backside more times that I can remember, putting pen to paper is nothing. The self-discipline of training three times a week transfers nicely to sitting down and giving myself a daily word target. Can’t get motivated to write? Just sit down and get on with it. At least computers don’t hit back!
In other news, my old magazine Art Fist has returned! Check out my interview with the gothic beauties ‘C L Raven’. Their anthology of stories ‘Gunning Down Romance’ really is delicious.
Interview with C L Raven
And C L Raven have kindly given me a guest spot on their blog, check out my entry ‘Love Hurts’ and expect an appearance here from the Welsh twins of terror soon!
C L Raven blog
C L Raven blog