Week 39, Monday 25th September 2017. This is patron only content. For a couple weeks I’m making it free access for everyone to let you guys see what’s available to patrons of my work. Go here to become a patron for as little as €1. Welcome patrons and subscribers to week 39. This is the […]
You must kill your fucking heroes! Take the metaphorical blade and slit their metaphorical throats. Slaughter them! Have no mercy. These fictions are no use to you. They keep you from your best work and enslave you in the false idea that they have come to represent in your mind.
All this striving for success is exhausting. I’m in my 43rd year on this earth and this has certainly been my experience. Most people I have ever spoken to about it agree that there’s something in this striving for success that just doesn’t fit. The reality of our experience seems to be completely different from what we’re told we need to do, what we believe it takes to get what we want.
Where do thoughts come from? It’s a question I constantly ask myself. Sometimes when I listen to an audiobook or read an actual book, I get this feeling that what I’m hearing is entirely internal. It’s like there’s nobody else involved. It’s just me talking to me.
I began work on the Conor McGregor Photorealistic Charcoal Drawing in January 2016. For the next couple months I worked on it on-and-off and finally settled on completion in mid March. The Conor McGregor Drawing makes a great gift and keepsake of a truly unique and gifted sportsman.
When I load the dishwasher I do so with certain noticeable patterns of behaviour, order and structure. I set it up in such a way that ensures the glasses, cups, dishes and cutlery get washed properly and it makes it easy to unload later. But not everyone in our house does. Here’s how I’ve managed to deal with that.
It’s daytime, almost 4pm and there’s no one else here, it’s just me at my desk. Then the conversation starts. Does it ever really stop I wonder. I can’t say exactly what triggers it, or maybe I can but I don’t like to admit it. But one thing I do know is I’m alone, there’s nobody else around. “What are you doing here?”, it asks.
The Larb: New Podcast Launching Soon I’ve done some experimentation with podcasts over the last couple years and enjoyed the learning process. Feedback was good on the shows I produced. After only a short while I began to develop some traction with listeners, other hosts and interviewees. But for one reason or another the content […]
We’ve grown up with rules and regulations, a preset route to monotonous normality disguised as life success and so it doesn’t have to be that way for them. The greatest challenge for us parents is to allow our children follow their interests and let that take them wherever it will. Only then can they ever have a chance of creating something special and unique according to their own values.
Some days I look at my medium stats, or my WordPress stats, or the number of sign ups to Sunday Letters and all I see is tumbleweed. “Christ, look at all the work I’m doing and not so much as a sinner turned up to read my shit today. What the fuck am I doing here”, I say to myself. It can be very deflating but the good news is there’s something we can do about it.