Nothing ever happens

Nothing ever happens

I’ve written pretty much every day for well over 20 years. On average, somewhere around 1500 words a day. Often much more. I’m not talking about emails or text messages. I mean stopping, sitting down and writing for no reason other than to write.

I’m from Hicksville too

I’m from Hicksville too

I read Dylan Horrocks’ Hicksville last night. It’s a comic book about a comic book author from a town of comic book enthusiasts. It’s been described as “a love letter to the medium” – but it felt to me more complex than that....

Far too busy to not post to my blog

My blog has been lying idle for a little while now, as it does from time to time. I’ve had lots to blog about, which means that I’ve had no time at all to write it. It’s a perpetual problem. So many interesting things to say – and no time to...

The pieces fall together

I’ve been doing a lot of writing recently. A few different projects – some work related, others not. And when I say I’ve been doing a lot of writing, what I mean is that I’ve been doing fairly small amounts of writing quite often. I hop between...

Captured by words

I’m one for rituals and processes. It helps me get things done and while I like change and spontaneity as much as the next person, repetitive behaviours (especially fun ones) are particularly useful for making progress on things. I have a writing project...

Sometimes you run out of words

I’ve been writing a lot this month. I’ve made a point of posting something here on this blog every day in April as well as chipping away at all the work-related stuff (of which there’s plenty right now). There’s also the daily writing I do just...