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. Continue reading The 37th Invention of the Wheel
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. Continue reading The Slav Work-Write Irony
Do you know what the greatest thing about a week off spent doing nothing, least of all travelling is? The greatest thing about a week off spent doing nothing, least of all travelling is that you don’t feel even a whiff of regret that it’s over. Okay, maybe a whiff. A slight one. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: July 13-19
Another week gone and it’s now May, which means end of school and Little C’s birthday, in reverse order. Not so little any more. Anyway, we’ve been getting re-used to life in the big city and ticking off things we came to do. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: April 27 – May 1
It was all the rage about a decade ago and it’s still the rage: working from wherever you happen to be and working whenever you happen to feel like working because you only work for yourself and not some soulless corporate monster. Freelancing was one way to beat the system, the nine-to-five, which is now eight-to-six, system of employment. Of course, everyone with an ounce of common sense you can’t beat the system but you can change it. I’ve been freelancing since 2016 and here’s what I’ve learned so far. Continue reading What I Learned from 6 Years of Freelancing
A thought hit me the other day. They do that sometimes and it hurts. The thought was: What happens if I lose my job? What if my clients up and bankrupt or replace me with a bot overnight?* What would I do then? Continue reading Full of Opportunities
It’s almost over now, 2018. Like most years, it had happy and not so happy days, nobody close died, which is always an excellent thing, and the world didn’t end, once again, though I’m not sure this is good news. Here’s what I did this year. Continue reading Recap 2018
I’m a time traveller. That’s right and I don’t even try. True, I only travel short distances but travel I do. Today, for instance, I woke up in the certainty it was Wednesday, which it was, but a few hours later I developed another certainty, that it’s actually Thursday. And that’s just a minor trip. Continue reading What Day Was It Today Again?
I had a horrible dream the other night and when I say horrible I mean the kind of horrible that leaves you in tears when you wake up. That bad. What it was about? Well, it was about an editor I’d approached in waking reality to help make “The Lamiastriga” her best self. In that dream, this editor emailed me politely declining my request, saying — still politely — that the manuscript was so badly written she would have to effectively write a new one and that was more than she was willing to do. Continue reading Ungreat Your Expectations
I’m sitting at my desk, “Don’t Play with Guns” is playing, and I’m typing word after word on my desktop, waiting for the tea to get ready to be drunk. It’s dark outside, not a single light is on in any of the apartment blocks around. As far as I’m concerned, the rest of the world is dead and I’m alone and free to do whatever I please. It’s 4 am. Continue reading A Time to Write