Posts Tagged: 'writing'
Earlier this week I found myself looking at posts I published 10 years ago and noticed a few missing videos. “I’ll just sort those out” it thought, and ended up revisiting every single post in the 15 year history of this blog. Most of the videos just needed updating to https versions – nice and Continue Reading
“If you write with a pencil, you get three different sights at it to see if the reader is getting what you want him to. First when you read it over; then when it is typed you get another chance to improve it, and again in the proof. Writing it first in pencil gives you Continue Reading
“It was a pleasant café, warm clean and friendly, and I hung up my old waterproof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a café au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket Continue Reading
A windy London Blowing dust into my eyes More tears in the rain
Black Mirror White Christmas is the latest drama in Charlie Brooker’s Black Mirror series, and it’s superb. Charlie Brooker is possibly most famous for his acerbic comedy shows such as Screen Wipe, but Black Mirror shows he is a great science fiction writer. Brooker has a brilliant view of the possible near/alternate future and it’s technology, Continue Reading
In a world where we consume and replace items at an alarming rate, and where there is a multi-billion dollar industry in protective cases for our devices it feels as if almost everything we carry is new and blemish free. Which is why I love items such as the iPhone in my original Aged to Continue Reading
You’re fucking swimming in everyone else’s moments, likes, and tweets and during these moments of consumption you are coming to believe that their brief interestingness to others makes it somehow relevant to you and worth your time. — Michael Lopp
I think I like the idea of Field Notes notebooks more than I like the actual notebooks these days, but this video is wonderful. I love the idea that what you write in a notebook becomes the soul of the notebook.