Carpe Diem – Today’s the day!

(Or at least it was the day, when I started writing this sometime last year! Sure, I could just not have told you that. But that would be lying wouldn’t it? Plus I no longer smoke, which I told you last time round. And since we’re basing our relationship on wholehearted honesty… it was easier to write this than go down and re-edit the blog!)

(Feel free to comment below, your opinions are always great to read!)


Good Morning World! You hear that sound? That’s the sound of your alarm going off, repeatedly. Wailing into your ear socket as you fumble around in search of the snooze button; and right on cue you hear that little voice in the back of your head. “Another five minutes will be grand.” And you roll back over, pulling the covers over your head as you fall into a sleep so comfortable it’s hard to believe. Now, normally I would agree with that little voice, heck I’d even go so far as to endorse it! But not today! Why not? Just not!

I sit here with my trusty friend that takes the shape of my morning coffee, its steam amalgamating with the smoke from my cigarette. “Oh no, he smokes! How dare he!” Yes yes how dare I? But today’s not a day for our petty indifferences. No sir! Today is the day to seize the world, take that ball of a thing you call your life out of the rubbish bin it’s been slowly rotting away in, and actually do something with it!

For today is the day for ignoring that little voice in the back of your head. What happened to all those dreams you’re saving for a rainy day, because “You’re too busy” or “It’s simply not the right time?” How about that novel you keep shelving? Or that business idea you keep putting off? It’s up to you how you phrase the excuse, but just remember, that’s exactly what it is. An excuse. I mean it might sound a bit hypocritical if you’ve read my last blog. You might be thinking, “Here’s another one of those self-righteous hypocrites. How dare he tell me what to do!” But these blogs are here for me. Not you. I’m talking to myself in the third person. And who knows, tomorrow is another day and for all I know I might be back to my couch pondering the meaning of life. But tomorrow is tomorrow and today is today.

Sure there are others sleeping those extra minutes away. But there are also the people who rise and grind. The people who by the time you have read this, will have written their three thousand words and had their Eggs Benedict for breakfast.

So you hear that sound? That’s the sound of your alarm going off, echoing in your ear. It’s also the sound of the clock ticking and the world turning. So the question is, “Is today the day?” It all starts with that morning coffee. (cigarette optional.)





Another Year, Another… Blog?

So it’s been almost a year since my last blog post. And that pretty sums up my writing career this past year; for does not the saying go, “a writer who doesn’t write is no writer at all.” (Don’t quote me on that.) But if we’re being honest with each other, amongst the flow of opinions and constant bombardment of information, nobody really even noticed… did they?

Another year another… dollar?

Quite literally… another dollar! This year was less like the scene from an original superman movie I had imagined… (Clark Kent darting down the street and ripping off his shirt to reveal the Superman Crest emblazoned across his chest, before flying off to fight crime and bring justice to the oh-so-cruel world. Me being Superman, the street being the world, and the liberation of the crest being my career)… Instead, in the spirit of all things Star Wars, it was more like a day in the life of Jabba the Hutt! I.e. My career stayed fairly stagnant, my love-life fluctuated between hands, and even the Fantastic Four remake had a more successful 2015 than I did!

Yes, 2015 was plain and simply, uneventful. Which is the worst kind of eventful! (Example: Remember your third cousins wife’s sisters wedding that you went to, and it actually finished on time… exactly! Because even boring is memorable.) My year, however, was not! I spent much of the year either broke or completely broke, dependent on the day of the week. My commitment fluctuated between not writing and thinking about writing. And my fitness generally hinged back and forth on the number of cigarettes I inhaled daily- and a bet with a friend which went something like… “I can train for a marathon better than you, but I have no intention of ever running that marathon… just beating you in training.” … A bet which we both failed relatively soon after embarking on it.

Another year, another… broken promise?

But they do say to start the year as you mean to go on… Of course, the saying doesn’t include the New Year countdown… does it? Of course not… I mean, how could this “New You” start when you’ve spent the last three three hours knocking back thought provoking shots of zambooca? No… whoever coined that phrase obviously meant that the new you begins on the 2nd of January! So, as of the second of January (of course), it’s a fresh start.

Another year, another… challenge?

Will it be another year of exhaustive couch-based activities, telling yourself that the “real you” starts in the morning? The only remaining friend in the world that won’t judge you sat comfortably beside you in the form of an empty packet of Jaffa Cakes; with your dog officially demoted to the kitchen as even he now stares at you with those deep sunken judgemental eyes.

We’re all going to face new challenges this year, in fact I’ve already found finishing this blog a huge challenge. But look at me go, huh? (What’s that about self-praise again?) But the question remains, what challenges are you going to take on this year? (I mean throwing paper balls across the room can be a challenge if you want!)

Another year, another… ____ ?

Maybe 2016 is the year of the ‘New You’ fashion range. Maybe it will even come with it’s own scent of perfume and a complimentary Rolls Royce just for show. Or maybe 2016 will be the year of the spoon and melted Hagendaz?

But to put it in the words of Forrest Gump:

“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get”

So go and dig up those dusty cobwebbed dreams you buried all those years ago! It’s time to prove the world wrong!

(Ironically, you’re going to have to put down that box of chocolates first! Plus, you totally said it in his accent didn’t you? Yeah you did!)



*Note to readers: The last thing the world wants or needs is another New Years post. Because of my own procrastination I began this blog on New Years Eve and have only just put the final strokes to keys as I write this… five days later!