Autumn walks

I had another good few hours working on my text adventure today, and then went out for a nice long mid-afternoon walk (I’m getting a bit sick of having to use the treadmill in the evening to get my steps in!).

I’ve also been working on my poems for tomorrow’s poetry night. One of them relates to my adventure game, so I’m interested to see what the reception is.

Will report on how it went in tomorrow’s blog!

Walking through autumn leaves
Sort of an OOTD: Reebok Freestyles and one of my transitional season trenchcoats for a nice crisp autumn day. Love kicking through the leaves!

Today’s earworm playlist:

Michael Land – The Barbery Coast
The Sugarhill Gang – Apache
Fascinating Aida – Cheap Flights
Jon & Vangelis – I’ll Find My Way Home
Michael Land – LeChuck’s Treasure Hold
Squeeze – Tempted
Bobby ‘Boris’ Pickett – The Monster Mash

One of those hectic Wednesdays

The manic week continues. I’m looking forward to the weekend so I can get on with making a few improvements to my text adventure game.

After finishing off my poems for tonight’s poetry reading this morning (I really wish this didn’t get left till the last minute every month, but it is what it is), I had editing work to do for a client during the rest of the day. I then headed off to ukulele class (I’ve been able to squeeze in a bit of practice here and there over the last few days, so last week’s challenging songs are already feeling a bit less challenging!), followed by a mad dash to poetry night. I’m not really nervous about reading at poetry night anymore, and it’s become something I really enjoy doing every month.

I read a poem about autumn tonight. I love autumn.

I’ll love it a whole lot more once this ridiculously busy week is over.

Autumn 1985
Not really an OOTD (or at least an extremely belated one): discovering autumn for the first time, a very long time ago. Those crunchy leaves have never lost their appeal, although I’m probably less likely to try and eat them nowadays.

Today’s earworm playlist:

Michael Land – The Scumm Bar (MI4)
Marilyn Monroe – Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend
Aaron Carter – Crush On You
Duran Duran – Girl Panic!
Chris Isaak – Wicked Game
Jackson Browne – Rosie
Duran Duran – Skin Trade
Jim Croce – Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Creative endeavours

Nice productive start to the week today. I sorted out my entry for a poetry competition, got a good couple of hours in working on the text adventure game that I’m creating for the Adventuron CaveJam going on this month, and spent the afternoon sorting out admin and things in the house.

Another evening of videogames beckons! I’ll be out and about doing various things tomorrow, but hopefully I’ll be able to get some more writing work done as well.

OOTD 16th September 2019
OOTD: it’s another of my cosy ’80s jumpers. I’ll be sick of them by April but right now they’re a novelty again! Glasses Emporio Armani (2017), jumper Jac (vintage 1980s, bought at vintage fair 2018).

Today’s earworm playlist:

Rei Kondoh – Watery Music Box
Revo – The Civil War Country
Korobeiniki (the Tetris theme music)
The Drifters – Saturday Night At The Movies

Other worlds…all of them

Poetry night went really well last night. I can finally say that I don’t feel nervous about reading my poems any more! Getting up there once a month is doing wonders for my confidence.

It was the usual Thursday routine today. Geth and I went to Slimming World and then the supermarket this morning, and I’ve been getting the house ready for boardgaming guests coming round this evening. I also got a bit more videogaming done, which is really helping me relax and escape from world events at the moment.

Back to catching up with admin and writing tomorrow.

Classic Pop issue 56
Not an OOTD: today I’m just in my usual weigh-in outfit that you’ve seen a million times, so here’s something I bought instead. 2019 is turning into another year of hell out there in the world, but at least I can still buy magazines with Duran Duran on the front cover. You gotta escape somehow.

Today’s earworm playlist:

FM-84 – Bend And Break
Gunship – Dark All Day
Haircut 100 – Love Plus One
Duran Duran – Big Thing
Oasis – Cigarettes And Alcohol
Oasis – (What’s The Story) Morning Glory?
Adam Ant – Goody Two Shoes
David Bowie – Golden Years
The Midnight – Days Of Thunder
FM-84 and Ollie Wride – Running In The Night
Disney – Prince Ali*
The Timelords – Doctorin’ The TARDIS

*The MIDI version from the 1994 videogame. I booted it up on DOSBox this morning in celebration of the fact that they’re going to be bringing out an updated version on the Nintendo Switch soon!

Pre-poetry

Have mainly spent today getting my poems ready for the poetry night tonight and working on the preparation for one of my autumn writing projects. Have also spent a lot of time cuddling with next door’s cat (his humans are home this evening so I don’t expect he’ll come in as often now, but it has been nice!), and getting a bit more videogaming in.

I’m not anywhere near as nervous as I usually am before poetry night – maybe I’m getting more used to performing? I hope so!

OOTD 28th August 2019
OOTD: ready for heading out and reading some poems! Glasses Emporio Armani (2017), hoodie Uneek Classic for Mesh (2016), t-shirt Amplified (2018), jeans Miss Selfridge (2018).

Today’s earworm playlist:

Gunship – Dark All Day
Trevor Something – Summer Love
Duran Duran – The Chauffeur

Back to the keyboard

Bit of a slow day getting back to work today, but I’m getting there. I got a fairly good chunk of writing done this afternoon, and am planning out one of my projects.

Tomorrow needs to be a fuller, more productive day, as I have some poems to finalise before poetry night tomorrow! I also have a lot of stuff to catch up with by the end of the week so that I can have a clean slate for September.

In the meantime, though, I’m going to enjoy some videogaming time this evening!

OOTD 27th August 2019
OOTD: the dregs of summer. Dress Monteau (2018), shoes Primark (2018).

Today’s earworm playlist:

The Midnight – Lost Boy
Duran Duran – Notorious
The Midnight – Days Of Thunder
Duran Duran – The Chauffeur
Duran Duran – Late Bar
The Offspring – Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)

Conquering the nerves

I decided, when I found out about a week ago that there was going to be a second edition of the poetry night that I went to last month, that I was going to get organised and bring along some poems on the very marginal off-chance that I would be brave enough to volunteer for a reading slot. Of course, I didn’t end up writing said poems until yesterday morning – the morning of the poetry night – because of life and its continual determination to get in the way of my writing. However, I got them written, printed out, and shoved in my handbag. Just in case.

Ukulele class last night was good – we’ve just got one more session now before the end-of-term performance in a couple of weeks’ time, which is yet another thing to be nervous about. After class finished, I got back on the Metro and headed to Drink Art Bar for the poetry evening.

I probably wouldn’t have dared volunteer to read if it hadn’t been for the fact that the bar staff asked if I was going to! Once I had signed up, though, I felt strangely calm about it and just rehearsed everything in my head until it was my turn to go on. I felt quite confident reading my poems, but my limbs decided differently and would not stop shaking. Apparently it wasn’t noticeable to anyone else, but it certainly was to me!

I’m really, really glad I worked up the courage. I never thought I’d be able to tick that New Year’s Resolution off the list so early in the year.

Today was a fairly standard Thursday, with a speed run, Slimming World (I lost six pounds this week, getting rid of last week’s gain plus a bit extra!), and Pilates class.

Our friends Kieran and Lisa are coming to visit tomorrow, so I’m just getting a few things ready, and then it’ll be time for the weekend 🙂

OOTD 21st March 2019
OOTD: comfy Pilates outfit, slightly dishevelled! Hoodie Internacionale (2000), t-shirt Roly for Blaydon Race (2018), leggings Primark (2018), trainers Reebok (2017).

Today’s earworm playlist:

Alison Moyet – Love Resurrection
Duran Duran – Hungry Like The Wolf
Barry Manilow – Copacabana
Oasis – Songbird
Pinkfong – Baby Shark

New Year’s Resolutions 2019

I did sit down and write a very long post about plans for 2019, but it got a bit reflective and overwhelming and kind of un-fun.  Instead, I’ve condensed it into a list of New Year’s Resolutions, which I suppose is more traditional anyway!

So, in 2019 I want to:

1. Finish sorting out the house contents.

Refreshing the actual decor of the house such as carpets and walls is going to be a job for next decade (which sounds kind of scary now I’ve written it down), but finishing sorting out the actual contents of the house is definitely something I can get done this year. Most of the stuff I still need to get rid of is only still in the house because it needs scanning first, so once I’ve set up the scanner and shredder in the study, I’ll be able to chip away at this boring job quite efficiently.

2. Write 500,000 words in 2019…

Among the online writing communities I frequent, this is known as a ‘half milwordy’. I know it sounds ridiculous, but between this blog and all the poetry and fiction that I write every day, it’s actually fairly manageable.

3. …and edit and pitch all the words I’ve already written.

I’ve wanted to be a published author since I was four (so it’s actually going to be thirty years on Thursday, OMG), and that is never going to happen if all my writing just stays between me and my computer. This year, I’m going to edit all my existing projects to a finalised state and prepare ten project pitches for sending out to agents and publishers throughout the year.

4. Take weekends off.

Well, other than running, obviously. Apart from the daily to-do list, I’m not scheduling any chores for the weekends.

5. Buy fewer clothes.

I had to buy a whole new wardrobe last year because I’d lost so much weight. It was really fun, but I have enough clothes now. I’ll allow myself one purchase every time I go to a vintage fair, because vintage fairs are awesome.

6. Run a marathon.

It’s booked, it’s planned, I’ve selected the 16-week training plan I’m going to be following starting on the 7th of January. London, here I come! I am 100% certain that this is the only one I will ever do, so I’m determined to do it properly.

7. Perform some of my poetry in public.

This one is absolutely terrifying and as such is the one thing on this list that is at risk of not getting done out of pure fear. Up until now, this is the kind of thing that would have required a lot of Dutch courage, but as it happens, a more important resolution is to…

8. Get sober.

It’s well past time, and from the 6th of January onwards I’ll no longer be consuming alcohol. I’ll do a longer post about this later this week.

9. Get back into the habit of music practice.

I got several small instruments for Christmas including a lovely ukulele – I’d put them on my Christmas list and Dad did a lot more research into them than I had, so I got better versions than I’d asked for! I’m going to get an hour’s practice in every evening that I can, but more importantly, I’m going to sign up for beginners’ classes at the Sage Gateshead, as I find I stick with things better when I have a group or class for accountability (it also gets me out of the house and meeting people).

10. Actually play some videogames.

I didn’t have time for videogaming AT ALL in 2018. I’ve been sorely neglecting both my 3DS and my Steam account (I’ve still got a Steam voucher my brother Malcolm gave me for last Christmas that I’ve not spent yet!) and I’m really itching to get back into it again, especially seeing as I’ve been watching Geth play so many games on the Switch recently. Maybe all those free weekends I’m planning will give me a chance to mash buttons again!

It’ll be interesting to revisit this post in a year’s time!

Burns Night

It’s Burns Night…and I’m not eating haggis.  I know, I’m a bad Scot.  But getting the stuff in England tends to be a right faff, which means acquiring a Burns Supper has become a lot more ‘interesting’ since I moved away from Scotland in 2011.

A brief history of my Burns Supper eating:

  • 1985-2002: Burns Supper at home, cooked by parents, complete with horrible off-key chanter playing by my dad (who is a good musician but not a regular chanter player) as we ‘piped in the haggis’ and people reading the Selkirk Grace off a teatowel
  • 2002-2011: as above, except that I no longer lived at home so went round to my parents’ specially; my dad had given up on the chanter playing by this point as well
  • 2012: our first Burns Night living in Southampton – Geth bought extortionately-priced veggie haggis from a butcher and made a decent if not entirely presentable job of cooking it, but I felt SO HOMESICK
  • 2013: went to eat at a cafe in Southampton where they were serving ‘haggis’ made out of tomatoes and had people onstage reciting really patronising attempts at ‘Scots’ poetry – had to leave before table flipping occurred
  • 2014: still in Southampton; had friends round for Burns Supper, which was slightly ruined by Geth buying the wrong veg due to English supermarkets’ insistence on calling neeps by the wrong name (they call it ‘swede’ instead of ‘turnip’ for some reason, so he ended up getting something completely different that did not mash well at all)
  • 2015: we were preparing for a stressful move from Southampton to Newcastle, so Burns Night, along with various other late winter celebrations like Valentine’s Day and Shrove Tuesday, fell by the wayside that year
  • 2016-2017: took advantage of only living a 90-minute train journey away from Edinburgh to go land on my parents for Burns Night again, just like old times
  • 2018: did vaguely plan to go up to Edinburgh…but house moving has struck again, and we’ve been too busy/tired to get organised

Dry January also means no toasts with whisky or Thistly Cross cider.  I couldn’t even find any Diet Irn-Bru at the supermarket today.  Living in England strikes again.

To make up for the lack of the haggis picture that would obviously accompany this post had I cooked any, have a link to Tam O’Shanter, my all-time favourite Burns poem.