It's like we celebrate being unhappy with our lives. We share memes about how we hate our jobs, hate Mondays, hate our boss and the weekend is the only thing worth living for. But do we do anything about it? Maybe it's about time we did. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmLEg7rNxvg
If you're a budding writer, then there's an imperative to get yourself along to your nearest writers festival so you can rub shoulders with people of your own inclination. It's how we get inspired, stay motivated and realise that we're not all alone in our desire to express ourselves. I was again part of the … Continue reading Writers festivals and why they’re important to up and coming writers.
Yeah we all have fears, and we hang them around our neck like we're some gangster rapper. For me, I’ve got a fear of stepping on crustaceans and half empty swimming pools which I used tell anyone who would listen. However now I’ve come to realise I don’t need to keep brandishing those fears … Continue reading What fears are holding you back?
Speak kindly and with compassion. Speak less. Be less busy. Include more stillness and activities that fill your heart with joy. Make and create art/beautiful things that help people feel connected to beauty. For beauty is deep in the soul. Beauty of nature, beauty of a story, beauty of art… Write to connect, to express … Continue reading A way to live
We spend so much time running around trying to look busy for other people and then when we finish doing that, we still have to look busy for ourselves otherwise we might be considered lazy. It’s all a load of hogwash we need to stop, slow down and really do nothing to get back in … Continue reading 4 Reasons Why It’s Good to Do Nothing
I’ve noticed of late I can’t slow down. There’s a tremendous sense of urgency to get things done. I can feel it, a simmering, no, a boiling desire to create and get something out there. I know there should be down time between projects. A time of rest and recuperation. A time to allow the … Continue reading A boiling desire to create.
As you step into the bull ring, the crowd roars. It’s deafening. The bull, already snorting and thumping the ground, is calling you to arms. Are you ready to fight? However, you’re not the brave matador you expect to be, you aren’t dressed ready for ceremonial battle in the Traje De Luces, you’re still wearing … Continue reading The Bull Ring