Take a breath time. I always seem to end up writing pretty generic stuff in this blog, (auditions going well/I am tired/writing going well/I am tired, etc.), but don’t often scratch below that surface. Usually this is because I’m operating in something of a blind panic, and if I’m blogging I pretty much always feel that there’s something else I should be doing.

This afternoon, however, I have elected to work out in my garden. It’s a glorious day, I’m sitting under the shade of a tree and tapping on my laptop. My laptop has no internet connection. No wireless clever stuff, just an old laptop from about 2001 that I can write on. This means no distractions; the chiming of email arriving is another thing that usually breaks the blog spell, especially if it’s the sort of email that actually requires attention. Sod ’em. They can chime all they like in my office, because I can’t hear them in the garden.

See, back when I set up Jinx Media and elected to work for myself a couple of years back, this was the sort of thing I always pictured. Laptop, nice day, outside working at my own speed and doing what I felt like. It never seems to work out like that, though. Turns out that rather than the hippy rebel I always thought he’d be, the boss side of my psyche is actually a slave driving bastard.

Shit. I lied by omission. I forgot to tell you that I’d brought the phone out with me. It has rung, it is important and I need to leave.

What a piss-take.

Maybe next time.

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