Cafe Del Mar
The last 20 days. Yeah. Two things I can’t talk about. I’ll get there eventually. Sit tight.
It took me a while to figure something out yesterday. I’ve been doing this for a LONG time now, just writing and commenting and building a body of work. The timing of this is not necessarily opportune or planned either, that must also be stated. You don’t make other people notice or comment. They do…
This is the Sea
Normally, I’d tweet the following. Today, I am going to see who comes, looking. Yesterday, I had my first session with a Mentor. It was, to be fair, exactly as I expected it would be. The pivot I was handed on a piece of work I knew full well wasn’t good enough to succeed has,…
Standing in the Rain
This time, I’m just going to promise myself, ‘update when you feel up to it’ :D Once upon a time, I wouldn’t have cared about the dangerous precedents being set in the wider world by people whose idea of difference is wearing anything other than M&S underwear. Now, it’s my job to keep the brain…
Once upon a time, when I wrote blogs, this was all I had. My world was a lot smaller, and considerably less interesting. It was important to make myself feel that The Future would be more and that I was capable of reaching it. Having now got to a space where things are hard to…
Hot Hot Hot
My optimal operating temperature’s about 18 degrees Celsius. The last few days, therefore, have been beyond grim. I came to the conclusion this afternoon that I was probably dehydrated, and no training today was a good call. So, I’m behind again. What can I say. There’s been no actual progress since we spoke last anyway.…
Please forgive me, for it has been over a week since my last personal blog. There are a LOT of reasons for this, and all of them revolve around poems. Today, however, I put that all aside and did some work on my soul. Running is my new Thing, but instead of allowing it to…
Not actually gone yet. When he has, there will probably be a beer. What a twat he remains, and I do realize this probably royally fucks my chance of being published in certain places ever again. This is my I do Not Give a Fuck Face.
Send in the Clowns
The last 24 hours have, it must be said, played out like a Sky Atlantic drama series. As I type this, nothing has actually changed either, except it would appear everything has. Until Clown #1 is out of Number 10, we have seen no actual alteration of the political landscape and as I type this…
Alternate Title (Randy Scouse Git)
This is not the blog I was going to post. Carry on.