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


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

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

Dear Diary: Questions and Fears

Anxiety is crippling; not all the time, but at its very worst, it paralyses me completely. My mind fills with nothing but questions and big what if? dilemmas. The fears, are both rational and irrational, having had a paralysing hemiplegic migraine just 10 days ago I know that is always a possibility in everything I… Continue reading Dear Diary: Questions and Fears

Resus Reflections

This is one of those time where I could ramble on in great detail about what exactly happened on the 15th of December and the days that followed. A detailed chronology of the mistakes, the rise and fall of my fortunes as passed from doctor to doctor, corridor to cubicle, to corridor, to ward, discharge to home,… Continue reading Resus Reflections

Thinking Out Loud: Falling Forward

I am still taking a break from things online; anaemia and a kidney infection have me feeling very sorry for myself, especially as the anaemia has me being checked out down the cancer care pathway. With bowel cancer killing my father and a genetic component to the variant he had, it is quite easy to… Continue reading Thinking Out Loud: Falling Forward

Dear Diary: Monday Recognition

I am up, out of bed, my wife gets me up and makes me breakfast bless her. I guess forgetting to eat for three days may have given the game away? I am here, doing that thing I do, except. previously in my life, I had stuff I just had to or my life would have… Continue reading Dear Diary: Monday Recognition

Thinking Out Loud: I used to try really hard

It seems a very long time ago that I downloaded a blog planner and I was reading pages and pages on how to create content that would engage readers and grow an audience. I would be carefully timetabling days so I could create content, especially my Monday Night Reflection, which was so very dear to… Continue reading Thinking Out Loud: I used to try really hard

Poetry Corner: Migraine

Tears escape, torn up inside Nothing right, scared to die   Too much everything becomes the pain I feel The light, the sound they hurt so very much Like a sledge hammer even the lightest touch   No such thing as silence, there is no rest I hear in colour, the sheets like sandpaper at… Continue reading Poetry Corner: Migraine

Poetry Corner: Monday Does Not Care

The morning our beautiful mistress, our most heartless master, Beckons us to our dream, Cares not of triumph nor disaster.   The sun rises and sets indifferent to them all, The dust it gathers before even the first night has come to fall. Agony and joy, the cheers, imposters call.   It never cared about… Continue reading Poetry Corner: Monday Does Not Care