All posts tagged: lunchtime read

Little Mean Voice

You’re late, said the mean voice in my head. You’re never going to finish on time, as usual. It was getting way too normal, much like a habit. The voice kept on making snarky remarks on my life and my choices, all the time. I failed to set it aside, it just wouldn’t keep quiet. Do you know what date it is? It kept reminding me. I was straining myself to not bite the bait and begin a conversation. It could keep its monologue for as long as it wanted, I would not respond. Still, the words burnt on my tongue while I gritted my teeth. You said you would finish your jumper in October… Well, did you? I opened my mouth to reply, but stopped. I. Would. Not. It’s now November, and you haven’t finished it yet. Shall we speak about NaNoWriMo? Ouch. That hurt. The mean voice knew exactly where to hit me. Day 6. That’s almost 10,000 words behind… Does that feel like failure yet? You can’t even say you’ve been busy …

November is for Mos

I can’t believe it’s already October! Where has the year gone? It feels like only yesterday when I was celebrating my birthday, or even enjoying the summer… And now it’s just talks of winter clothes, pumpkin everything and the coming Christmas (or Holiday season, if that’s your thing). With November just around the corner, there are more projects on my horizon. Today, I want to write about a charity I will be supporting in November. As you might know, Movember is a charity that works towards raising awareness for men’s health. I’m sure you all have a relative in your families (maybe even yourself!) who never wants to go to the doctor. For some reason, this is usually the men! I don’t know why this is, maybe it’s a fear of showing a weakness, maybe it’s just trying to show that “father knows best” but truth is many men don’t have regular health checks, some as simple as a blood test. Some stuff is harmless or simply annoying, like a mild cold; but there are …

Momentum

For the first time in ages, I don’t feel like writing here. The thought is slightly worrying: this is what I do, I write on my blog. Of course, I do other things too, but yeah, you know what I mean. So when I sat in front of my computer to start writing, nothing. It’s not as if I don’t have a topic to write about, I actually have a few in mind, but I just don’t feel like writing about any of them. I started writing a massively long post about letting go, but in the end I thought “meh” and stopped. This is my 92nd post in this blog, and I guess it might be one of those mid-life crisis situations. Is it worth it? Do people actually care? If I write down things that I never publish, wouldn’t it be more worth it to just keep a notebook around? I know of a couple of people that care, but I have daily conversations with them everyday anyway, so they’ve already heard about …

Creative writing

This is sort of becoming a habit, linking between the two blogs back and forth, but well, that’s what happens when endless conversations lead to posts that lead to more endless conversations, I suppose. So I was talking to Sam and, again, we were talking about how to overcome writer’s block. Last time I told him to just write and he did so, but not as he intended at first – to write a post and publish it without revisions of content, or wondering too much about what readers might think about it. So yesterday was the day when he was going to just write it, and then he would just publish it too. I mentioned a creative writing exercise to him: restriction. The idea is simple, instead of writing about anything, which is an infinite and daunting pool of topics; restrict your creativity to write about something specific. Let chance choose the topic for you. Very common are the “30 days challenge” in photography and creative writing, in which each day you’re presented with …