Originally posted on Writing and Rambling:
Put a bunch of writers in a room together and the subject of writer’s block will inevitably come up. Who gets it? How can you beat it? Does it even really exist?
Some people will argue that the concept of writer’s block is merely a crutch, an excuse a writer waves when they’re running late on a deadline. After all, you don’t hear other professionals claiming an inability to work due to a mysterious impediment. Plumber’s block? Dentist’s block? Not likely. But others swear it’s a true affliction that can paralyze a writer and bring the creative process to a grinding halt, and they will do virtually anything to escape its clutches.
At the end of the day, however, writers don’t really care whether writer’s block is an actual thing or not. What writers care about is the ability to write, to move forward on their projects, and to be satisfied with…
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If you don’t know why Jason Momoa @prideofgypsies is protesting, educate yourself: https://www.popularresistance.org/mauna-kea-telescope-protest/
New decal up on the window at my home library site, Altona North featuring Whaea Ripeka. Part of the #behindthissmile campaign being launched on Saturday at Williamstown Library. Speaking of Willy library one of my clever co- workers made a wee display featuring the funny signs by Reddit user obviousplant, the small sign says #37 Dudes who lost their shirts. All of the community inclusiveness and laughs are to be had at your local public library.
I had a visit from my sexy mate/ muse Kincaid, lead singer of Kings Neglect, last night. Continue reading
I’m submitting an abstract for a film conference in Nov at Monash Caulfield here in Melbourne. I want to present on Indigenous masculinities as represented in Jason Momoa’s ‘Road to Paloma’. I’m going to look at representations of Indigenous masculinities and violence and I’ll probably reference JM’s TV show The Red Road (also starring Kiwi Martin Henderson) I’ve decided becoming the foremost academic expert on Momoa is a natural fit for me. It’ll make Keanu hella jealous, too :D
Had a hardcore Hipster Melbourne Moment (TM) on Saturday night. We went to Fed Square and saw A Girl walks home alone at Night (2014) at ACMI cinemas. It was aces! The framing and soundtrack, the pace and story were great and I can’t do justice to it with words, you just have to see it and know that it was 99 minutes of grouse. And there’s a cool cat. An actual pussy cat who makes it even better. We then celebrated this filmic magic by indulging in Hipster Melbourne Moment (TM) 2.0 when we got burgers from a food truck. That’s what all the cool kids in Melbourne do, get food from vans. We had a few quick ones at Young & Jackson’s pub across the road and admired the saucy nekkid painting of Chloe. Pretty great Saturday night.