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staring at my bookshelf
staring at my bookshelf
I have imagined tears from the stories that I have almost forgotten. I have spent ten minutes or so staring at my bookshelf. Looking at the books, thinking about the ones I would save, the ones that I would never give away. I look at the books more carefully than I have done in a long time, looking at individual books and allowing my mind to wander through the pages. Remembering the stories in the…
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Maybe Tomorrow (thoughts)
IT seems that the productivity of the other day was rather a slow start, but, it is mainly my fault, as I have rediscovered my Playstation.
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100 Days (thoughts) And the beat goes on....
Thinking of Doing a Podcast (thoughts)
Thinking of Doing a Podcast (thoughts)
To be honest, I’ve actually been thinking of doing this for some time but there’s always the issue of finding something worth recording.
Do I make a podcast on trying to get writing done?
Do I make a podcast that is essentially a radio play with adverts for Squarespace midway through?
I have a few ideas, but, here’s the thing. I have a tonne of ideas, I have a tonne of ideas for projects that…
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Skip To The End (thoughts)
Skip To The End (thoughts)
It’s simple, I’ll skip ahead to the end of the novel. Write the conclusion, and then afterwards work to join the rest.
Writers write. It’s time to stop giving in to bullshit.
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Writer's Block (thoughts)
Writer’s Block (thoughts)
I’ve not written anything of any substance or weight in over a week. The novel from November has sat there with no real additions added to it. Even my tried and tested method for overcoming writer’s block has failed me. In the past, when I have felt this way I would just type. Type letters, that becomes words, the words into sentences and through that story flows, but I seem stuck.
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Friday, the 13th of December, 2019
Friday, the 13th of December, 2019
Today seems to have lasted a week. I got up, at about the same time as normal. Did the usual things, but still, today seems to have lasted a lot longer than usual.
Even when I said this to my friend Mark he agreed. Something odd about today. Which, I guess, was yesterday.
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God and Climate (thoughts)
God and Climate (thoughts)
I had a thought today whilst doing the dishes.
Someone once said to me that a wise man believes in God, because if you are wrong, nothing has been lost. But, if you are right, the doors of heaven shall be open to you.
And I guess the same applies to Climate Change. Imagine if you spent your whole life believing in climate change. You dedicated yourself to not ruining the planet. And then, after…
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God and Climate Change
God and Climate Change
I had a thought today whilst doing the dishes.
Someone once said to me that a wise man believes in God, because if you are wrong, nothing has been lost. But, if you are right, the doors of heaven shall be open to you.
And I guess the same applies to Climate Change. Imagine if you spent your whole life believing in climate change. You dedicated yourself to not ruining the planet. And then, after…
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Elections and Such (thoughts)
Elections and Such (thoughts)
I’m writing this at half two on election day. Truthfully I’m wasting time until my files back up onto my flash drive, but, a blog post is a productive use of my time.
At this time, I’m pretty sure who I’m going to vote for. Not that it will make much difference in the long run. Every single person I’ve voted for has lost. Not sure why I put that there, but I just thought it was an interesting…
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2020 (thoughts)
Heading into 2020 with a clear vision.
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Kissing Him (short story)
Kissing Him (short story)
I kiss him, and there’s a problem. It takes a moment for me to realise what it is though, but when I do it becomes painfully obvious.
He isn’t kissing me back. There is no reply in his lips to the movements I’m making or any movement at all from him.
I open my eyes and take a step back at the same time, all I can see in his eyes are shock.
“Dave?” He finally said.
“Yes?” I replied.
“Do that…
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The Day Today (thoughts)
The Day Today (thoughts)
I have not written today. This is probably the first day in some time where I’ve not been actively productive in some way. I’ll tell you one thing, I don’t like it.
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Sundays (nonsense driving poem)
Sundays are my day,
Sundays are the day I drive away
For hundreds of miles on rain swept road
To sit, facing nothing, to be on my own.
I have places all over,
In field and by coast
These places are secret
Where I tend to drive most
I do my best,
With no passenger in tow
Driving is a passion,
For which I am known
There is nothing more sacred,
Than the time spent alone.
I’ll end this now,
Sat with…
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Nonsense
The cold breeze on the balcony runs through my soul,
Like the sands of time or thoughts of old
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