Yes, I’m still ill. Differently ill. Tediously ill. Irksomely ill.
Confidently expecting to get through it Real Soon Now, but in the meantime, I’ve decided to acknowledge and officalise the hiatus pertaining here at String Revolution.
So I’ll be off doing some reflecting and regrouping until further notice.
When I come back, it’ll be with […]
Hello! In place of a Proper Blog Post, have a life update.
Way back in March, Niall (the hozzband) suddenly forgot how to sleep, and what little focus I may have had was scattered to the four winds. Every project I was working on – wordy, stringy, businessy, or otherwise – slowed to a crawl. […]
Do you remember how precious information used to seem?
(If not, I’m assuming you came of age after about 1998. That’s cool too.)
Recently, my parents cleared out their basement (which needed it, by god – some of the clutter strata went back to the Pleistocene … or at least the Plasticine), and I’ve therefore […]
I travelled to Portland, Oregon, last month for a Rally at Havi Brooks’s Playground. Rally is, I can now definitely confirm, a state of mind – as well as a three-and-a-bit-day internal adventure undertaken in the sovereign company of utterly delightful people. With sea shanties! And Shiva Nata! And silly hats! Someone described it […]
I’ve hesitated to talk about this, in case I jinxed it, but … well, here goes:
I’ve kept a promise to myself for the last 128 days.
For the first time in many, many years I seem to have a daily creative practice.
Let me say that again:
A Daily. Creative. Practice.
Not, to […]
I’ve started a City and Guilds course – specifically, a Certificate in Design and Craft, with a focus on patchwork and quilting – and recently we had our first weekend class.
Our theme was colour, and this was the first of five basic design modules. (The others: line, texture, shape, and form.)
The course […]
Did I really just disappear like that?
Yes. Yes, I did.
I posted all fizzy and peppy about what I was doing to raise money for Portland, and then I just … vanished.
Much of the responsibility for this vanishment must be laid at the feet of my tonsils.
The Revolutionary Horde: The feet […]
The Portland Fund is GO!
As I’ve mentioned, my Big Plan for April involves raising money to go to Portland, Oregon, to attend a Rally (Rally!) at Havi Brooks’s Playground.
I need in the region of US$2000 to cover flights, accommodation, and daily expenses (the Rally itself is paid for).
What is a Rally? […]
February was hilariously busy at String Revolution HQ. Among my many and varied exploits, I taught a class on editing your novel to a group of crime writing students.
How did I end up doing that, you ask? Well, my father the crime novelist was giving an eight-week evening course in the Irish Writers’ […]
Heaven … I’m in heaven, And my heart beats so that I can hardly spique [eh?], And I seem to find the happiness I sique [eh?] When we’re out together making fused appliqué!
The Revolutionary Horde: Yowch! Me (lying): Sorry. Couldn’t help it.
That’s a wall-hanging in progress, which I made last month at […]