Dear Nobody,
Can't sleep. It's 2am and although utterly exhausted I somehow can't give up my will to sleep and hoping that this will help.
I've been quite ill with a rather irritating virus these last few days, and last night being New Years Eve I barely managed to make it past midnight, I felt so bad with it. It's possible the illness is slowly going away, but it seems to have left the inability to relax and settle in its wake (not that I'm really capable of that anyway) and after feeling utter shite for days, I am totally exhausted. So why can't I bloody sleep?
Strangely, having started to put myself out their on this "page" now, I feel that sense of sleep coming on. Maybe I've bored myself to sleep with my own ramblings... It's certainly a consideration. Of course it could also be the occupation if doing something instead of being frustrated. The second option sounds better...
Have also managed to become addicted to Downton Abbey in my illness - a fantastic TV series that has distracted me no end tonight from feeling utterly rubbish all day, after I exhausted the last two episodes of the BBC's new production of Great Expectations (Gillian Anderson stole the show there - absolutely brilliant!). Have been watching it whilst writing/ rewriting Lisa's story (previously titled "Star Attraction" and questionably renamed "The Girl In The Glass Bubble" (in the hope of creating/ starting to create a decent re-write).
Hoping can now go to sleep and that I've been freed from the annoying compulsion of insomnia. Crossing fingers and closing eyes...
From
Me x
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Monday, 2 January 2012
Friday, 25 November 2011
The Grass Is Definitely Not Greener!
Dear Nobody,
Isn't it ironic that when we're at work all we do is crave for time off to do whatever we want to do - sleep in, watch daytime TV, play XBox games, eat proper lunch in your own kitchen instead of a cardboard sandwich from Tesco... Then when you actually get given then you're bored to death within days!
Home is not so interesting when you have nothing much to do and you've done everything you wanted to do all day every day for a week, and the novelty has worn off. And when you're home alone, with no co-conspirator to keep you occupied or do anything with, it rather starts to feel like you've been kept home from school because you're ill and your friends can't come round, not even after school, because you're still infectious. It. Is. So. Boring!
As a contractor you get lulls of "between contracts" and whilst it may seem like a good idea to take advantage of it and have a "holiday", when the other half goes back to work sooner than you after said holiday because they've got a "proper job" they've got to go back to, you're left bored stiff waiting for the phone to ring and watching rubbish on 4OD and iPlayer an wanting to go back to work... Until the novelty of having a job to do wears off and you want to be on "holiday" again!
Personally, I'm taking the time to try to do some good - I'm working more on my little book (or not so little, as still working on that part...) and hoping I'll once and for all nail that synopsis that will make the imaginary gullible agents in my mind clamour for the rights to represent it within seconds of reading it... See, I'm a perfect writer with an amazingly vivid imagination!
At least what I have done so far with my time off is re-write and edit the manuscript to a more sensible size and made modifications that I think probably does make it much better - curtesy of my rather insightful partner, which was a surprising source do such a thing given she absolutely refuses to read such works from other people!
All I need to do now is guzzle more coffee (unfortunately it's Kenko, as opposed to my favourite full-bodied Starbucks beans - unfortunately they're not bottomless never-ending bags, despite the price!), convince myself I'm not really dying of boredom, and go back to writing. Which is always more interesting than trawling through hundreds of jobsites for rubbish jobs I don't particularly want to do. They always tend to come to me anyway - which works just fine for lazy-ish me...!
Isn't it ironic that when we're at work all we do is crave for time off to do whatever we want to do - sleep in, watch daytime TV, play XBox games, eat proper lunch in your own kitchen instead of a cardboard sandwich from Tesco... Then when you actually get given then you're bored to death within days!
Home is not so interesting when you have nothing much to do and you've done everything you wanted to do all day every day for a week, and the novelty has worn off. And when you're home alone, with no co-conspirator to keep you occupied or do anything with, it rather starts to feel like you've been kept home from school because you're ill and your friends can't come round, not even after school, because you're still infectious. It. Is. So. Boring!
As a contractor you get lulls of "between contracts" and whilst it may seem like a good idea to take advantage of it and have a "holiday", when the other half goes back to work sooner than you after said holiday because they've got a "proper job" they've got to go back to, you're left bored stiff waiting for the phone to ring and watching rubbish on 4OD and iPlayer an wanting to go back to work... Until the novelty of having a job to do wears off and you want to be on "holiday" again!
Personally, I'm taking the time to try to do some good - I'm working more on my little book (or not so little, as still working on that part...) and hoping I'll once and for all nail that synopsis that will make the imaginary gullible agents in my mind clamour for the rights to represent it within seconds of reading it... See, I'm a perfect writer with an amazingly vivid imagination!
At least what I have done so far with my time off is re-write and edit the manuscript to a more sensible size and made modifications that I think probably does make it much better - curtesy of my rather insightful partner, which was a surprising source do such a thing given she absolutely refuses to read such works from other people!
All I need to do now is guzzle more coffee (unfortunately it's Kenko, as opposed to my favourite full-bodied Starbucks beans - unfortunately they're not bottomless never-ending bags, despite the price!), convince myself I'm not really dying of boredom, and go back to writing. Which is always more interesting than trawling through hundreds of jobsites for rubbish jobs I don't particularly want to do. They always tend to come to me anyway - which works just fine for lazy-ish me...!
Thursday, 24 November 2011
Writing Block - as in blocked by keyboard
Dear Nobody,
Big, big, BIG mistake buying this damned wireless bloody keyboard! Can see why now you're supposed to get the more expensive ones... The cheap ones don't bloody work! Which is rather useless when trying to write. And ironically it also just happens to be made by Logik... Irony does not amuse when cannot write, though.
Have now taken to writing as much as possible on either iPod Touch (as am doing now) or on my BB, and gritting teeth when HAVING to use desktop for something. And that's not an easy keyboard to use either, the iPod Touch. It was not made for thumb-touch-typing - unless maybe you're Tinkerbell and your hands are about the right size to manage it.
The illogical thing is that the mouse that came with the insufferable thing in the package is perfect - can't fault it. But you can bang away at the damned keyboard for 20 minutes and you're lucky if 10 letters have materialised. And none of them will be the right ones, let alone an entire word. Unless maybe that word is "a"... But that really isn't an actual word, is it?...
Now, at home and looking for another work contract, it is fairly useful to be able to type on a computer, given that is where everything is nowadays - online. What is not useful is sending a prospective employer/ agency gobbledygook because your touch-typing goes unrecognised by the keyboard, which spits out random letters and spaces as it pleases - instead of the eloquent and clever letters and job descriptions you thought you were writing. It makes the rather lacking iPhone/iPod virtual keyboard look absolutely brilliant... Which is no small feat (as much as I love Apple, there were definitely some things they did not think through!)
What really makes it worse is that my alternative, my trusty (well, formally trusty) laptop, has gone completely kaput. One day it just lost the will to live and died. Decided it didn't have an Operating System anymore - or maybe it got as pisssd with Vista as I was and kicked it out for good. Either way, it now either screams at me or demands a Boot Disc - which is fine if you haven't lost it in the 3 years since you bought the machine. Especially since you thought it didn't matter as you were shortly about to install Windows 7 into it anyway. So either I fork out for a new laptop (though what I really want is to save up for a proper new Apple iBook), somehow find the boot disc and pray that it works, or get Windows 7 full package (paying about £30 extra than an Upgrade for it) and hope that formatting the machine and installing the new OS in does the trick... God I wish I had done IT in college instead of bloody Health & Social Care! Who cares if one can do hospital corners or or CPR if your (once) trusty laptop has completely crashed?!!
Big, big, BIG mistake buying this damned wireless bloody keyboard! Can see why now you're supposed to get the more expensive ones... The cheap ones don't bloody work! Which is rather useless when trying to write. And ironically it also just happens to be made by Logik... Irony does not amuse when cannot write, though.
Have now taken to writing as much as possible on either iPod Touch (as am doing now) or on my BB, and gritting teeth when HAVING to use desktop for something. And that's not an easy keyboard to use either, the iPod Touch. It was not made for thumb-touch-typing - unless maybe you're Tinkerbell and your hands are about the right size to manage it.
The illogical thing is that the mouse that came with the insufferable thing in the package is perfect - can't fault it. But you can bang away at the damned keyboard for 20 minutes and you're lucky if 10 letters have materialised. And none of them will be the right ones, let alone an entire word. Unless maybe that word is "a"... But that really isn't an actual word, is it?...
Now, at home and looking for another work contract, it is fairly useful to be able to type on a computer, given that is where everything is nowadays - online. What is not useful is sending a prospective employer/ agency gobbledygook because your touch-typing goes unrecognised by the keyboard, which spits out random letters and spaces as it pleases - instead of the eloquent and clever letters and job descriptions you thought you were writing. It makes the rather lacking iPhone/iPod virtual keyboard look absolutely brilliant... Which is no small feat (as much as I love Apple, there were definitely some things they did not think through!)
What really makes it worse is that my alternative, my trusty (well, formally trusty) laptop, has gone completely kaput. One day it just lost the will to live and died. Decided it didn't have an Operating System anymore - or maybe it got as pisssd with Vista as I was and kicked it out for good. Either way, it now either screams at me or demands a Boot Disc - which is fine if you haven't lost it in the 3 years since you bought the machine. Especially since you thought it didn't matter as you were shortly about to install Windows 7 into it anyway. So either I fork out for a new laptop (though what I really want is to save up for a proper new Apple iBook), somehow find the boot disc and pray that it works, or get Windows 7 full package (paying about £30 extra than an Upgrade for it) and hope that formatting the machine and installing the new OS in does the trick... God I wish I had done IT in college instead of bloody Health & Social Care! Who cares if one can do hospital corners or or CPR if your (once) trusty laptop has completely crashed?!!
Sunday, 23 October 2011
Living In A World Without You...
Dear Nobody,
In a world where the Internet is everything, suddenly having it taken away feels like you're suddenly missing something as vital as an arm - or more likely part of your brain. Being stuck in the middle of Snowdonia, in a miniscule village in the middle of nowhere, in my parent's house and having the internet essentially disappear is like being thrust into the middle of my own horror movie - especially if you're an internet-addicted tech-head like me. There are things you do without even a second thought with that you probably take for granted that you do online now - check your bank accout or credit card satement, pay bills, look up inane or strange things on Google or Wiki, or even write or read your favourite blogs. And that's not even covering the Facebook/Twitter/Skype etc communications.
In a world where the Internet is everything, suddenly having it taken away feels like you're suddenly missing something as vital as an arm - or more likely part of your brain. Being stuck in the middle of Snowdonia, in a miniscule village in the middle of nowhere, in my parent's house and having the internet essentially disappear is like being thrust into the middle of my own horror movie - especially if you're an internet-addicted tech-head like me. There are things you do without even a second thought with that you probably take for granted that you do online now - check your bank accout or credit card satement, pay bills, look up inane or strange things on Google or Wiki, or even write or read your favourite blogs. And that's not even covering the Facebook/Twitter/Skype etc communications.
As someone who trying to write, not being able to access or save my work and notes as uual from Dropbox is a nightmare - saving to the local hard drive is a foreign concept now, especially having being burned enough times by fried hard drives and stolen laptops - everything is now kept on exteral HDD and online servers simultaniously. Backups are backed up and also there is no need to carry aout flash drives if work is on an online server. Now iCloud is a permenant fixture, and App Store and iBooks are my new favourite entertainment centres, I feel I am missing out on new things and unable to back up everything from my iPod Touch onto the fabulous new iCloud is nearly sending me into a panic. I'm left wishing I had invested in an iPad 2 3G instead of wifi-only iPod Touch. Especially after I realised my train tickets home to London are online e-tickets and are still unprinted (though in this day and age of the tech- and eco-mad you'd think they'd accept a e-copy on yur BB/iPhone and save paper in printing them).
Currently only able to access the internet with my BB Curve 9300 3G, I'm being shown the limitations of this device, nd seeing why so many have turned to the iPhone instead, investing in the all-in-one option - there are few limitations to Apple products, and with the iPhone apps being the most popular and best stocked of all the platforms, it really outshines everything, especially when you realise you have only your tiny, rather underskilled BlackBerry to work with.
I tell you, writing this through the BB OS6 browser running on an internitant, mediocre GPRS signal was a feat of teeth-grinding patience and attention to detail. Kind wishing now had the new iPhone 4S instead and the Blogger app!
I tell you, writing this through the BB OS6 browser running on an internitant, mediocre GPRS signal was a feat of teeth-grinding patience and attention to detail. Kind wishing now had the new iPhone 4S instead and the Blogger app!
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