Strike it up
Well, it's been a little while now, three weeks or so? So much for "It's Tuesday so I must write".
It struck me that one of the problems that developed with my previous effort, to the point that it became the neck-bound millstone that sunk it, was the unending dourness, like I'd tried to effect some gritty reboot and just lost the point. I mean, there are some difficult truths that I have to grasp and deal with which I choose to discuss online as a means of cathartic release, but it's easy to get into a dead end, and then it's very difficult for me to escape that gravitational pull. I should be doing more writing (just like I should keep my room tidy, I guess...), and this is supposed to be part of it.
Another problem is the wide range of tone... But I should just get on with it, I suppose. I can't exactly post my beautiful programme notes alongside thinly-veiled rants against the idiocracy of office life after all, so eventually I'll set up a separate web archive for the former, while gleefully carrying on with the latter here. In fact... One of my problems at work is an overdeveloped sense of obligation; that said, I will no longer apologise for being ill (yeah go me yeah) and thanks to an increasingly mercenary attitude, am also adhering more and more to the hours set out in my contract and nothing else without adequate warning. This may seem elementary to some of you, especially those who have been in the working world for years (and can manage f/t without going literally mad), but this is a big thing for me. I've struggled so much to gain employment that I would come in regardless of my actual health or well being to make sure I haven't lost this job, only to realise that actually, it's not the greatest priority I could have, and at the end of the day it's literally just a job. The daily appearance of Postmen is a welcome break of levity, to say the least.
Things to consider this week:
And so on...
I will actually set to and publish, you know, at least something. I need to try and get away from the kind of "making profound statements" direction because I feel like I come across as pompous and foolish (and I'm sure many people would agree with that anyway), and I certainly don't want to get stuck in a vicious circle as I said above.
Stay tuned. You know, just for a laugh.
It struck me that one of the problems that developed with my previous effort, to the point that it became the neck-bound millstone that sunk it, was the unending dourness, like I'd tried to effect some gritty reboot and just lost the point. I mean, there are some difficult truths that I have to grasp and deal with which I choose to discuss online as a means of cathartic release, but it's easy to get into a dead end, and then it's very difficult for me to escape that gravitational pull. I should be doing more writing (just like I should keep my room tidy, I guess...), and this is supposed to be part of it.
Another problem is the wide range of tone... But I should just get on with it, I suppose. I can't exactly post my beautiful programme notes alongside thinly-veiled rants against the idiocracy of office life after all, so eventually I'll set up a separate web archive for the former, while gleefully carrying on with the latter here. In fact... One of my problems at work is an overdeveloped sense of obligation; that said, I will no longer apologise for being ill (yeah go me yeah) and thanks to an increasingly mercenary attitude, am also adhering more and more to the hours set out in my contract and nothing else without adequate warning. This may seem elementary to some of you, especially those who have been in the working world for years (and can manage f/t without going literally mad), but this is a big thing for me. I've struggled so much to gain employment that I would come in regardless of my actual health or well being to make sure I haven't lost this job, only to realise that actually, it's not the greatest priority I could have, and at the end of the day it's literally just a job. The daily appearance of Postmen is a welcome break of levity, to say the least.
Things to consider this week:
- Last weekend in Exeter (and the Hot Wing contenders)
- Upcoming choir tour
- Not another bloody election
- Jesus Christ this game is so hard
- Ah damn I should really do some singing practice
And so on...
I will actually set to and publish, you know, at least something. I need to try and get away from the kind of "making profound statements" direction because I feel like I come across as pompous and foolish (and I'm sure many people would agree with that anyway), and I certainly don't want to get stuck in a vicious circle as I said above.
Stay tuned. You know, just for a laugh.
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