Holiday….. with a side of empty neurosis

Howdy Toasters, Planning a holiday should be a wonderful, exciting thing. New adventures, new places, new lifestyle, new streets, food to taste, shops to see, bars to play in, the list of exploration and discovery goes on…. Stepping out of your own life, even for a moment should feel fantastic…. So why doesn’t it? I’ve always had excuses to not travel.. too busy, not enough money, new job,  no job, study, fear and sheer bloody minded, stupid obstinence… I’ve made them all and now, days away from my first overseas holiday in an embarrassingly long time, happy to going away, … Continue reading Holiday….. with a side of empty neurosis

642:10 What does writers block feel like?

Howdy Toasters, Nothing is flowing. Finding my characters, creating their story, bringing them to life, writing something interesting, finishing an idea, it’s just not happening. Every idea sounds too self interested, not creative enough, too creative, bland, copies of other pieces I’ve read or just not very good. I’m annoyed, frustrated and i want to give up. The more i try the more it feels forced and the less anything, even anything bad, bubbles to the surface. Ideas for stories stare out at me, teasing me, tormenting me… i just don’t where to take any of them. In the (clearly … Continue reading 642:10 What does writers block feel like?

The grass

Howdy Toasters, (getting all post break up poeticy… ) I was sitting on the hill on my little patch of grass…. It was dry, wilted, burnt and browning. You could tell it needed tending just by looking. But it wasn’t just mine, it was ours. To be honest I knew it needed care, not that you could tell. A green thumb isn’t something I possessed and rather than learn to garden, find a fertilizer, buy a garden zombie to add some life (or gnome as normal people might ) or just  simply water the dying patch that surrounded me I … Continue reading The grass

Totally Confusified! (warning: this is a bit ridiculous)

Howdy Toasters! Has anyone else noticed the bastardisation of the modern day articulization?  I myself am totes guilterous of throwing the odd portmanteau and words of my own construct into my language in the pursuit of more colourful ways to communicate but one has to ask..what would the purists say? What would John Dunne think in this pinteresting, spacebooky, twitterific,linkedup world? The language is confuserating enough when one word has 3 pronunciations, totally different meanings and different spellings ( case in point: The cold wind blew such a gale I didn’t know whether the weather would turn the wood blue..seriously!) … Continue reading Totally Confusified! (warning: this is a bit ridiculous)