A glance back at a year full of lessons

One more year is ending, which is my favourite time of every year. It’s my personal Thanksgiving period, the last ten days of the year. It’s the time I recap the past 355 days and make tentative plans for the next 355 days. But this year has been special because the last time I learned so many things, not necessarily new, must have been at high school, which was quite a while back.

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A Profound Look at the Future

That the past twenty or so months have been hard on everyone except billionaires, who got richer, is hardly news. I guess many of us didn’t know exactly how hard these months will be and perhaps only the best among us, pessimism experts, foresaw how long the hard part will last. What was news to me, was just how deep you could descend into the pit of pessimism.

A Profound Look Back at the Week: September 13-19

I am an adult. This may be stating the obvious for some but for me it is a declaration I vowed to myself I will make if I survive this week with nothing more than mild damages to my mental health. And I did. I also bought a car.

Just keep swimming

You know how sometimes the things you normally enjoy doing stop bringing you joy and how it all starts looking meaningless because, really, what’s the point of anything when you can’t change the world to be more accommodative? Of course you do because we’ve all been there. The big question is how we wade out of this pool of misery.

Work, work, work

I recently read Horrorstor by Grady Hendrix, who is now officially my new favourite writer and one of the many great things about this shamefully short novel was how he had incorporated one of the most notorious evil slogans in human history into his story. The slogan was Work shall set you free and I don’t need to tell you why it’s as notorious as it is.

A Profound Look Back at the Week: March 8-14

We survived another week and that’s good news, I suppose, although I have to say I’m not too sure this particular week.

A Profound Look Back at the Week of Nothingness

Ah, the Nowhere/Nowhen of the last days of one year and the first days of another! It’s like a carnival in the sense of excess in everything you can overindulge in. Me, I focused on sleep and food.

A Profound Look Back at the Week: November 2-8

To say this has been an eventful week is to say that Terry Pratchett is an alright writer. I’m writing this on Sunday morning and I still expect something else to happen and further fray my nerves.

The 37th Invention of the Wheel

I’ve been inventing the wheel for as long as I can remember. Sometimes I invent it once a week, other times are slower and I only invent the wheel once a year.

The Slav Work-Write Irony

Note: Slav after me, not after the ethnic group. Some tricky name I have, courtesy of my hilariously non-Slavic husband.

You know the joke that if you want a job done you should give it to the busiest person in the office? Well, I’ve formulated an alternative: if you want to finish a writing project, saddle yourself with as much work as you can.