I’m finally in my new office (though I do have to keep referring to it as ‘the’ office as so to not cause a demarcation dispute ^^) but without any actual permanent furniture: that doesn’t arrive for a few months yet. What this does mean is an uninterrupted space in which to both work and (crucially) record audio. Therefore, starting on Monday, we should have #Instaverse for you all, back on the Monday-Friday schedule.
The benefits of writing like this, first thing every day, are absolutely not to be ignored. Like any professional, a daily practice is CRUCIAL to my progression as a writer. As everything has been very much up in the air since July, it seems largely pointless to fill in the blog post gaps, and so we’ll start again with those on Monday too, as they can be completed when I’ve finished writing/recording the poems.
I hope you enjoy the return to routine as much as I know I will.
We have news, and it’s again very good: another piece has been accepted for submission. There is no idea as yet as to when and where you’ll be able to find it, but it proves for me a potent point. The first idea is often the best one you’ll ever have. I’ve let myself wander away a bit from that path in the last few months, but we’re back here now.
More significantly, that means that there’s been work published every month since July. I have two Open Mics booked for this month and October. The relaunch of Subscription content has been better than I had anticipated, but will need hard work if I am to capitalize on these successes. In the end, getting people to believe in you is hard work. Who knew?
I’ll have a graphic up next week and a proper list of where you can read / hear my work, plus there’s a bit of rejected creative writing from the start of this period of fruitfulness that might not have succeeded in its particular contest slot, but which remains a fairly potent indicator of not only where I am now, but where things are going.
Most importantly, you’ll see #Instaverse back here on Monday.
I’m supposed to be having a couple of weeks off, but instead there is a compulsion to write here for the first time in a while. The reasons are complex, and will be discussed in other places as time goes on, but for now, this is the moment to start laying foundations down for new ventures. As that happens, it is also the moment to consider how far I have come.
For the last thirty-nine weeks, I’ve captured myself on video explaining my plans going forward, and this undoubtedly has contributed to an ability to rationalize beyond what was there to begin with. The fortieth video will launch on a new platform, having finally removed myself from Patreon. Ironically, it was their own fault it happened. I was given the opportunity to join a marketing course, which showed me how to sell the ‘brand’ better.
This is not a brand, and never will be. I am a perennial work in progress, and trying to promote that on a platform which only sees fulfilment and cash as success really was doomed to failure. As a transactional person at heart, there needs to be a balance between what is truth and what is the line that won’t be crossed. It was therefore inevitable the relationship would end after it was obvious the company’s values and mine did not align.
I was sent a brand survey last week that was the last straw, and I made my displeasure known. Also, I didn’t sign up to win the $100 gift card because the exchange rate is woeful, part of a far bigger issue.
This week I’m going out with the youngest, will be taking photos everywhere, and hope to get some back end work fixed in an environment which is considerably more conducive than it was. Mostly, I need to be organized better, which is the perennial demon to appease. At least now that’s grasped, there are other things to talk about.
#Instaverse will be back in September, but so will occasional posting here too on personal issues.
July both started and finished as something of a personal disaster area for me, and so inevitably my work ended up suffering. Therefore, the decision was taken to call a halt to the #Instaverse, by which time I could not find the means by which to reintroduce them successfully back into my workflow.
August was always planned to be a month off (as there is no Short Story, either), and that’s still very much the case going forward. Therefore, the daily poetry is now scheduled to return on Monday, September 6th, which will also include the by now standard audio accompaniment.
Thank you for your understanding, and I’ll see you in a few weeks.
I watched someone this week perform poetry about an event so personal and clearly upsetting that it moved them almost to tears. This is not the first time I’ve seen this happen, either. How are these people capable of conveying their pain and drama so effectively? Will I ever get there myself…
I’ve lost a lot of friends over the years, a lot of which is to do with my own shortcomings. However, now I have lots of new friends who are more understanding of what I am, and what that means. The truth is lots of things to different people. Knowing when to move on is an important life skill.
This week, my night before writing schedule was pretty seriously fecked: by trips out, then football, and then inescapable fatigue. Therefore, we recorded them all, one after the other, starting here with a poem as a reminder that Endless Time is not my luxury, and so maybe extracting the digit and getting on with stuff is a better idea…