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Joy
Today boys and girls, we will be looking at the oft-misunderstood topic of joy. I hope to delight, inspire and enlighten you with a few little-known facts about the elusive concept:
Joy spelled backwards is yoj.
The One Where I Got a Job
In this comfortingly weird corner of the Internet that I have fashioned for myself, I have always been wary of merely keeping a public journal.
I am more interested in surreal monologues on Scottish tennis players or absurd poetry about baked goods and American political leaders than in pouring out my heart or sharing my day-to-day mundanity for its own sake.
Change
Lots of things are changing in my life right now. It is exciting, but it can get a little overwhelming.
I have found that, in these moments, it’s important to take some time to focus on those things that remain constant while everything around seems uncertain.
Momentum
Momentum, or the lack thereof, is a powerful thing.
It’s the curse of the blank page – once you start eating into the word count and forming some paragraphs, momentum kicks in and it gets easier. It’s starting that’s the difficult part.
Smiling at the Unknown
I love words.
For instance, the word ‘decant’ is particularly mellifluous. If you have the opportunity to use it and instead you choose its inferior cousin ‘pour’ then we may need to rethink our friendship.
An Ode to Andy Murray
Andy Murray is the Wimbledon champion. He is an Olympic gold medallist and the reigning US Open champion.
He is a hero. He is a fighter. A brave warrior returning with the spoils of war. A triumphant boxer with arms aloft. The victor astride his vanquished foe. He is Muhammad Ali. He is Obi-wan Kenobi. He is Joan of Arc and John McClane.
FAO The Affianced
I don’t know if you have noticed, but everyone is engaged. No, literally everyone. I can barely get through a week of moderate Facebook use without being informed of yet another friend’s betrothal.
I’m not even using hyperbole for effect.*
That Year That I Couldn’t Sing
Last week marked a year since I was last able to sing properly.
It has been far and away the most frustrating year of my life.
Stuff Should Be More Fun
At 23 years of age, I am very much aware that my experiences on this planet are inherently limited. Much to learn, I still have. So I try to hold things lightly and keep an open mind.
Nonetheless, there are some things that I feel I have learnt in my short journey thus far. Nuggets of wisdom. Fish fingers of insight. Battered mantras, if you will.
The Last-Minute Surprise Poo
I am not always the most punctual person.
Now I know – that must come as a surprise to you. I seem like a guy who has it all together, who would never dream of being so much as 10 seconds late to any of the various events, soirées and get-togethers at which his presence is required.