No More Excuses

I am not sure if it is laziness, perception, of a time and space measurable phenomena, but it feels like I have gone from documenting the phenomena of my lack of creativity to creatively moaning about it. So, when I haven’t been moaning about my lack of creativity and procrastinating effectively by writing, planning and… Continue reading No More Excuses

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M.E. Procrastination and Failure

Some days I feel like I should be saying, in the obligatory UK Big Brother Voice-over Geordie Accent: “day 263 of my writers block and the blank page remains undefeated”. Or perhaps I could open in the Original Series Star Trek style “Captains Log, Star-Date 02-05-5520, still we remain in deep space, no significant features,… Continue reading M.E. Procrastination and Failure

Into the Lions Den

I am struggling creatively, I am not going to hide from that. Even simple technical practice has fallen by the wayside as my motivation has waned considerably in the last month. The clearing of my office and regeneration of my creative space did not ignite a single spark of inspiration, I was relieved, mostly, that… Continue reading Into the Lions Den

Consumption and Creativity

So I am sat here on a sunny Good Friday, Deadmou5 on, and suitably gluten free falafel and a can of cherryade on my desk and I stare around my office which has been cleared if not sorted (a couple of give-away crates)  and looks like a creative space and not a primary school war… Continue reading Consumption and Creativity

M.E. Myself and I

It would be easy to be deceptive and duplicitous and cite creative diversions as the reason it has been 6 days since my last post. Real life is somewhat less glamorous, with the primary reason being a kickback from my M.E. and hemiplegic migraines that meant I lost days. By lost, I am referring to… Continue reading M.E. Myself and I

Dear Diary: Vlogging, Nipsy Hussle and Breadcrumb Trails

The eagle-eyed will have spotted a set of pictures of Cumbria. A beautiful sunset where I took the full opportunity to take a lot of pictures and experiment with some raw lens effects using a couple of camera phones, although I didn’t have any extra lenses with me because the main purpose was to celebrate… Continue reading Dear Diary: Vlogging, Nipsy Hussle and Breadcrumb Trails

Dear Diary: Tuesdays and Thursdays

A lot has happened in the world, with family and friends in New Zealand I could be writing about the tragic shootings in Christchurch. I have been there one time, and even done freelance work for a shop that’s part of the local community in the city. I am not, because the world is flooded… Continue reading Dear Diary: Tuesdays and Thursdays

It’s All About Me

One the advantages of having chronic health issues is that it makes me a passive consumer of material (at best), the disadvantage being it renders output next to impossible, which is a bit of an explanatory digression, to explain why I was reading something called “why your blog sucks” in the first place One of… Continue reading It’s All About Me

Dear Diary: New Year’s Disillusion​

Last year I wrote at New Year about the new landscape, the knowledge of not knowing if my last breath was indeed my last and the debacle of the pulmonary embolism that wasn't. I read there a tone of optimism, a forward-looking idealism and upbeat tenor that has become somewhat inappropriate. The season, like the… Continue reading Dear Diary: New Year’s Disillusion​

Thinking Out Loud: Christmas

This could be a sign that I am getting old, or it could be a sign that as Bob Dylan once said, the times they really are a changing. It is easy to be seduced by rose coloured myths of the days of yore when all was joy and happiness set to a Bing Crosby… Continue reading Thinking Out Loud: Christmas