Missed me? In attempts to distract myself from the harsh social withdrawal born from moving out of London, my love…my life, I went … More
Tag: Writing
The Complacent Pedantic: on starting a novel
The intent is to write fiction, ideally within the fantasy/sci-fi genre, and get paid for it but the steps are bluntly given, full of vague pick-me-ups and rely on an obscene overuse of dusty quotes framed in filigree with a sunset backdrop.
The philosophy of the toilet: on my lack of words
Empathetic Reader, see if you can spot the alliteration. I have been reading up on rhetoric. The Gods of the … More
Praise affects: the “call me dumb” paradox
It’s quite astounding how a sense of purpose dissipates the moment you realise you’ve reached the zenith of your productivity and rather felt there was more on offer.
The Economics of Adulthood: It essentially sucks
Active reader, humans are designed to move. We’ve set up this reality for ourselves in which the only people who … More
Tourism again: what I learned
I constantly attempt to escape the wisdom of others. This is because I am up my own arse. Prior to … More
Life is beautiful: You pretentious piece of …
Yes, yes, yes this is late. It was Easter; I went to visit The Family. Forgive me O Fantabulous One!! … More
The Lazy Slinky 