I got exhausted, full-on mind and body exhausted, and blogging two thousand words a day didn’t help. It was fun, but it became almost maniacal, and in the end I burned out. So I’m having a bit of a rest, from everything, to try to get some perspective back. I started practicing mindfulness a few … More Normal service will be resumed as soon as I’ve got my zen back
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“Our actions may be impeded . . . but there caan be no impeding our intentions or dispositions. Because we can accommodate and adapt. The mind adapts and converts to its own purposes the obstacle to our acting. The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes…
A most glorious short film that makes you ask the big questions – why are we doing this? Why are we beating ourselves up every waking hour, merely to survive? There has to be a better way, surely, if only we had the courage to escape from the safety of drudgery. Edit: as it turned … More Somerset People
This one may seem like it’s about photography, but it’s not, it’s about how my head works sometimes. Took the dogs to Ninesprings this morning, as I often do. For those who don’t know Yeovil in Somerset (England), it’s an old Victorian estate bought by the District Council a good while ago, and converted into … More What’s in your head, zombie…?
It would have been my Canadian friend Erika Strobel’s birthday yesterday. I never met her, and without looking it up, I don’t know exactly how old she would have been, but I loved her anyway. We had many mutual friends, and several very dear ones in common, and we would often find ourselves conversing in … More Remembering Erika
I recently had someone connect with me on LinkedIn who turned out to be a huge Bionicle fan. It’s not the first time, and it is quite satisfying to hear from these guys who grew up with the toys ten, fifteen years ago, although not as satisfying as royalties would have been of course… 😉 However, in his post-connection … More An enviable lifestyle, apparently…
The character of fourteen year old Time Traveller Max Tovey arrived one night, while idly watching something on TV that I wasn’t that interested in. My gaze wandered to the door next to the TV, wondering how many people had walked through that door in the life of the house, imagining the ghosts of occupants … More Teenage dyspraxia, anxiety and PTSD within ‘The Multiverse of Max Tovey’
Every writer remembers their first credit, or their first by-line, and they’re wonderful moments, but today the first copies of my debut novel arrived. I know, there are a million writers out there who have had that moment, but this is MINE, and in the words of ‘Almost Famous’, “Damn I’m going to enjoy this!” Something like three years … More The actual physical book
Hmmm. Tricky one. Which way do you go – machine, wormhole, spirit guide, something-plugged-into-the-brain…? So many choices, so many pitfalls. A few years ago I was watching a film on TV that my wife wanted to watch but about which I wasn’t that bothered, and my attention drifted lazily to the door into the kitchen … More So you want to write about Time Travel…?