The rollercoaster of depression and the path to suicide are different experiences for everyone, this is just my story. Continue reading Why I became an R U OK Day Ambassador
“ (pointing at altimeter) We’re at 3000 ft now” “(thumbs up) Great!… How high are we going?” “14000 ft” “Oh, cool” internal monologue and nervous laughter… “aaauummm… 11000 ft higher?! So, um, we’re pretty fuckin high already…” Goals, dreams, wunderlust – whatever you want to call it – we should all have things we want to do. The Bucket List. A safari on the Serengeti, overcoming the fear of public speaking, diving with great whites, writing a book, learning to make the perfect pasta by hand, running naked in a rainstorm, solving a rubiks cube without pulling it apart … Continue reading The Bucket List and other life essentials
Howdy Toasters! A couple of years ago I was introduced to the Smile Jar by my instafriend @atssini . The idea being that when something makes you happy, smile or laugh – write it down and pop it in your … Continue reading Smile Jar 2013
Howdy Toasters, NY without Pizza would be like Bert without Ernie so within moments of putting my bags down incredible pizza from Brooklyn’s Speedy Romeo was in one hand while the other tickled a Mimosa.. just for fun… that’s my kind start to a NY Summer. Street meat trucks, carts and grills, pretzel pushers, dodgy diners, silver service, DIY, easy eats and home delivered sashimi, when it comes to food, and just about everything else, New York simmers with every taste you can imagine… I stalked the dumpling truck like a Yenta at a wedding, cured my schvitzing with Vermont … Continue reading Adventuresontoast New York Pt 5: Eat
Howdy Toasters, Art & culture are everywhere in New York, you can’t toss a glass of cheap gallery opening wine from one block to another without splashing the next group of cognoscentes. For someone who’s always been a bit of … Continue reading Adventuresontoast New York Pt 3: for the love of art
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?