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30 things I don't know at 30
There's a certain kind of article you stumble across now and then which consists of important things people have learnt about life. Usually these are linked to a milestone age, like 50, or 10,000 days on Earth. Lists of advice that seems wise and sage and the accumulation of years of study. This is not one of those articles.
Making it up as you go: Twin Peaks and Welcome to Nightvale
Spoilers ahead
Advice to Myself: Writing and Resolutions
At the start of the year, we tend to set goals and resolutions. This year is going to be the year I start eating healthy, the year I finally learn guitar or the year I start running. Then, inevitably, around this time every year, most of the resolutions are discarded or broken. Maybe they never even started.
Best of 2017
Much like I did last year, I thought I'd take some time to linger on what I enjoyed this year. I've already written up my thoughts on the terrible events in politics. This will be much more positive.
2017 in Review: Laughing at the Naked Emperor
So the year isn't technically over yet. There's still a good couple of weeks for things to go completely south. I'm travelling first thing next year so I thought I'd get my year in review in early.
Flash Fiction: The Problems of Renting
Hello? This is Frank. I came in yesterday to pick up the keys for flat 65. OK? I don't see why you have to look it up on the computer, it was only yesterday. I didn't speak to one of your colleagues, no, I spoke to you. I remember you. Blonde hair. You were doing your nails. I came by about 3 pm?
What I learned on my break
It's been a while, hasn't it? How are you? Are you still doing that thing with them and everything else? Oh really? Good to hear.
Lies, Dreaming
I'm delighted to feature again on the latest Lies, Dreaming podcast from the brilliant people at Poetry as Fuck. It's a small little story about lost treasure. I hope you like it, let me know what you think! Find the podcast at the link below.
Taking a Break
I'm currently in the business of moving across the country. I'm packing up my whole life into boxes. Every time I move I forget how all consuming and stressful it is. Foolishly, I thought I could carry on writing this blog whilst I was moving. Clearly, I was wrong. I've had no time to write at all. Life has got in the way.
There is No Exit: Flash Fiction
A quick flash fiction written from a prompt from Chuck Wendig once again. This time, the prompt was 'There is no exit.