Only showing your wins, might sound like a good strategy, and I’m sure it’ll attract a variety of readers and colleagues, or even clients, who admire your success. My plea is that you consider showing when you fell short. When you didn’t live up to someone else’s standards, even shockingly your own unrealistic expectations.
Category: oversharing
All of me
It’s been the best of holidays so far, but to badly mangle Tolstoy, it’s been the shittiest of holidays, as well. We knew it’d be weird without those loved ones that we’ve lost since last Christmas. As prepared as we might’ve been emotionally, grief is a weird mistress. She doesn’t play fair. Today, Miriam looked… Continue reading All of me
Oversharing & who’s reading anyway? Go back to your family in the other room…
Having been informed I overshare, I’ve decided to observe myself & perhaps modify my behaviour. The time between the years, as I’ve heard this post Christmas until Epiphany period referred to, is ideal for assessing such a situation. How one lives one’s life is rarely easy to modify, but before you even get there, an… Continue reading Oversharing & who’s reading anyway? Go back to your family in the other room…
Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with
I’ve been accused of oversharing, but then I always remember my friend who shared a photo of her naughty bits on twitter to make a point. Why do I mention that? Well, I suppose I do say things online that others wouldn’t. And when I do so, it sometimes makes the people I love cringe.… Continue reading Oversharing about overspending & belt tightening & why Andrea’s question has me writing this to begin with
Hey ladies: you want to take your relationship to the next level? Have I got a deal for you…
For the second time in the last six months or so one of my Mitbewohner (flatmates) has decided to go shack up with his girlfriend. Move in with his beloved, in other words. All’s well. I wish each of them the best and wonder who’s going to move in next. Then I strike on a… Continue reading Hey ladies: you want to take your relationship to the next level? Have I got a deal for you…
Social media strategies: what NOT to do
Have been doing more freelance work with social media recently, and this cartoon had me chuckling. How many times have you been stumbling round the web, and one of your friends, that you thought wasn’t so bad, made one of these blunders. No emo status updates people. Truly – it’s just bad form. The Complainer’s… Continue reading Social media strategies: what NOT to do
going home (if there even is such a thing)
This might be a bit strange- this blogpost. Yes, I’m aware my writing can be odd on a semiregular basis, so this isn’t necessarily the most shocking opening gambit, but nevertheless…you’ve been warned. See, I want to ask one of those big questions that blogging really isn’t capable of tackling. This is a novel-sized theme.… Continue reading going home (if there even is such a thing)
starting and ending in the front room on the Tottenham Riviera
The trip to London is like a huge chunk of molten ore from which I’ll be mining blogposts for a long time to come. Were I to show you my itinerary, you’d be astounded at how much I packed into such a short trip. Big ups to @elaine4queen for meditation-related help and conversations of the… Continue reading starting and ending in the front room on the Tottenham Riviera
Shadow of a Doubt
An offer on twitter of a free ticket to see a Hitchcock film that I was sure I’d already seen. Little did I know – it was one of the middle period Hitchcock movies, and I was in for a treat. I had not only not seen it, but it has one of my all-time… Continue reading Shadow of a Doubt
swim for the light
(photo courtesy of Stephen Pruitt) ‘Why are you so into turtles?’ I get asked often. Instead of a traditional wedding ring, my wife and I chose turtle rings. We lived in Aspen when we were first married, and there was a Kieselstein-Cord shop there. Do you know this designer? Known for alligator/crocodile belt buckles and… Continue reading swim for the light