Yesterday evening I was writing in my journal and realised I needed to let go of my expectations of my summer productivity. It was hard but necessary. I had lofty goals for summer. 6 whole weeks off from work feels like so much time. And it is; I’m so grateful for it. But the time… Continue reading Letting go of projects (for now)
Author: S.R. Crawford
What I’ve Learned About My Reading Tastes This Summer
I've suspected for a while that my reading tastes are not what I once thought they were. I used to read fantasy, as I write fantasy. But when I really thought about it, I realised I don't often finish fantasy books and rate them highly. This summer, I decided to experiment with my writing style,… Continue reading What I’ve Learned About My Reading Tastes This Summer
Is critiquing creative work almost pointless?
Critiquing art is not my favourite. I do it naturally. I think we all do. But I don’t like it. When I’m self aware, I get an icky feeling. Someone worked hard (probably) on this thing and here we are just tearing it apart. It’s unkind. But more importantly, it’s nonsensical really! Art is so… Continue reading Is critiquing creative work almost pointless?
Some more gratitude (to shift unwelcome energy)
Massages (ones where they actually target your knots and sooth them) Tasty well-seasoned vegetable dishes Fans Sun dresses Morning kisses from my dog Good night kisses from my partner A good book that just grips you Fun group gatherings (as opposed to the annoying or tense ones) Summer Silky nightdress That cool breeze that filters… Continue reading Some more gratitude (to shift unwelcome energy)
Serious work
Business parks are kind of depressing to me. This place where they put all the “serious” workers. Those dedicated to a business so much that they are placed in a village of businesses, cut off from the rest of society. They’re respectable people. Professional wear adorning their rigid bodies. Tights worn too tight, tie tied… Continue reading Serious work
Discovering myself as a writer this summer
I think what I've loved about writing this summer is that it has been a real exploration of my voice as a writer. I've had to suppress the urge to fixate on 'what is this novel about?' because that, perhaps, doesn't serve me in the beginning stages of an idea. If an idea is old… Continue reading Discovering myself as a writer this summer
Glory
Should I be ashamed that winning makes me feel this good? That applause and acclaim is what I chase? Adorn me with medals, shower me with praise, so that I may feel something akin to glory, instead of the same sad story of loss. I can’t gloss over this moment of triumph and desire. A… Continue reading Glory
Survival of the fittest – adapt or fail!
Survival of the fittest is all about adaptation, right? The species that can adapt is most likely to survive because habitats and food chains and climates change, so if the species can change too, they will become extinct. Simple. Humans adapt all the time without realising it. We adapted to a highly technological world which… Continue reading Survival of the fittest – adapt or fail!
Old friends knocking at the door
I know Insomnia, she is an old friend. Insomnia and I would face the darkness together each night, tucked up in bed, watching the walls for shadows. She and I would make up these stories about monsters and villains, and then my heart would race and I’d pull the blanket over my head, toes curled… Continue reading Old friends knocking at the door
My mistake!
Assuming I knew best Not joining clubs and putting myself out there to make and maintain likeminded friendships Going to sleep angry instead of fixing things Publishing my books too early (creating an expectation and desperation too soon in my writing journey) Not keeping up my athletics/sports Not reading more during teen and early adulthood… Continue reading My mistake!