Category: 2022 Fights Back
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Yesterday, in the middle of a Poetry Writing session, my brain rubber-banded back to the moment when I almost drowned during a swimming lesson as a kid. I’ve never learnt to swim as a result, and honestly don’t feel particularly safe in the water, ever. It’s something that will, in time, be dealt with, but…
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Believe Me Now
Where has the week gone? I know the answer to this, it is all in planning and recovery from this ankle injury. We are getting there, slowly but surely. It would be helpful, if in future, the attempts at self sabotage could be kept to a minimum. A lot is in the pipeline for next…
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This is the Sea
The first proper project I’ve undertaken for myself alone is DONE, or at least it will be once the subtitling is fixed tomorrow. I have two more projects ready to roll starting Friday, though the chances are I will start early on them both. Most importantly today, something I said was fixed a couple of…
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Hard Rain
I could do an update, but honestly, you don’t want to see it. I’m not proud of myself, either. Next time, LOOK WHERE YOU ARE WALKING, DOOFUS. Today I’ve been mentioned on Radio 4 by a poetry hero, and been rejected twice. Frankly, the latter can do one. The former is FAR more fun. I…
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New Shoes
Today was the first time I’d ever had a Greggs. It was also the first time that what mattered more than the problem was the solution. This is a VERY important day indeed.
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Adventure Time
For the next three days, I am on an adventure. The furthest north I’ve been post Lockdown is Norfolk: this is a lot further afield. Twitter will have pictures, if you are interested in such things. This is not just time off, though: I am going to film, and to write poetry. It will be…
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Take Me I’m Yours
I am going away at the weekend, but the blogging will continue. However, there needs to be time when a break is scheduled: once the habits are established, but not before. An important part of my routine has slid this week and needs correcting. I know why. It takes a long time for me to…
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Open Up
It is a tough thing to cope with when the realization hits you’re more productive on a phone, typing single finger, than you ever were sitting at a desk. All those times that work/life balance fell apart thanks to staring at a computer screen. This is undoubtedly better. Morning right now starts with a cuppa…
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Getting Better
It is important to note that I have stopped hoping someone will notice my work. It’s not that I no longer care about critical acclaim or professional progress, rather that I know now, for an absolute certainty, that this shit was never in my hands to begin with. I can put myself out there and…