This is the best new

This is the best news headline this year: 'Boy falls down mine shaft in garden'

Why do people ask fo

Why do people ask for advice and not take it? Me giving advice is like me giving a gift. Doesn't matter how bad it is you have to accept it!

Difference between m

Difference between men & women? Men know what they want to order before they go to the restaurant. Women are still deciding where to eat.

What's with women wh

What's with women who use "mate" when talking to a guy? How de-feminising. Its the vocal equivalent of gender reconstruction surgery.

Editing at 5am ain't

Editing at 5am ain't smart, clever or cool.

...Waiting For Something Great...

...the last line was delivered and the play finished...the 7 selected audience members sat still. Unsure as to whether it had ended. A pause. NEARLY an uncomfortable silence. I clapped, forcefully, to indicate that the play had ended. The director followed suit. Then the 17 cast members and the 7 selected audience members also join in.

I sat briefly, after the theatre had cleared out of the audience and vast cast members, speaking with the director about how we thought it went. Bar a lighting issue which occurred just as the play was about to begin, I thought it went well. However I was unsure if had gone as well as I would have hoped. I wasn't entirely sure how to feel. I was content that the play went smoothly (again, barring the lighting situation). I was content that the cast performed magnificently. I was content with the small but cosy theatre. I was generally content. 

The feeling of contentment is one that comes with its downfalls. It makes me feel uneasy. What is contentment?!?!

All in all, the night post-stageplay I was numb. Unsure of what the reaction would be from the journalist - who had viewed it and had told me that she would write up some feedback rather than tell me there and then. Understandable. But nerve-racking.

Soon contentment became disappointment and then finally anger at my own writing talents. Briefly I toyed with the idea of quitting writing. Ever so briefly. 

The idea manifested itself into apathy. So I got on with my normal daily tasks and put writing and creativity to the back of my mind. Never to be touched again. No email from the journalist or feedback. I delved into my darkest and most negative thoughts - "she hated it and couldn't be bothered to give any feedback"

Then at 14:51 military time, today, I got an unexpected email from said journalist...full of positivity and creative feedback! Enters my face, a smile! A new spring my step!

In all it was a fair assessment of the play. Things that I had expected -  based upon my own viewing. In essence and conclusion though....here's comes TRUTH people!

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