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May 18, 2016
10 Things to keep in mind when loving a highly creative person
http://iheartintelligence.com/2015/07/08/loving-a-highly-creative-person/
This is an article I spotted, recently, that I’m so glad never fell into the hands of my ex-wife and that’s my grandson, Fionn, wearing my hat. I won’t tell you which is which, though
It has been proven that highly creative people’s brains work quite differently than other brains. That special brain wiring that can create such wonderful art, music, and writing can often lead to strain in a relationship, because of those differences. If you’ve ever loved a highly creative person, you know that it can seem like they live in their own little word at times, and that thought isn’t far from the truth. Here are some things to keep in mind when you are in love with a highly creative person:
1. Their Minds Don’t Slow Down
The highly creative mind is one that is running at full speed all the time. Although it can be a source of crazy, spontaneous fun – it can also be a burden. Highly creative people rarely keep normal sleep cycles, and are often prone to bouncing from one task to another throughout the day. It can be exhausting to try to keep up.
2. They are Cyclical
The flow of creativity is a cycle, full of highs and lows. Some people may consider this “manic” behavior, but in reality, it is just how the creative process works. Keep this in mind as your partner goes through these natural ebbs and flows. The low periods aren’t permanent.
3. They Need Time Alone
Creative minds need air to breathe. Whether it is their own little work space or an escape to somewhere quiet, they need a time and place to be alone with their thoughts. Some people are inclined to think that if nothing is being said that there is something wrong, but with creative people that is not the case. They are just working within their own head.
4. They are Intensely Focused
When a creative person is on task, they are fiercely intense. The change from being scatter-brained to hyper-focused can be difficult to deal with, so just understand that it is how their brains work. Don’t get frustrated.
5. Emotions Run Deeper
Creative people feel everything on a deeper level. What doesn’t seem like a big deal to you, can be crushing to them. It’s that same passion that goes into whatever they create that drives them to love you, so understand that with the good – comes the bad.
6. They Speak in Stories
Creative people often express themselves in experiences, instead of just saying what they want to say. It is a way of sharing themselves that personifies who they are. At times, it can be difficult to figure out what a creative person is saying, so don’t be afraid to read between the lines.
7. They Battle with Themselves
Being creative can be a serious internal struggle. Motivation, enthusiasm, direction, and drive can all be issues for creative people. Some days it is hard for them just to get out of bed, and other days you can’t get them to slow down. Be patient in the lulls, because there is usually a burst of activity right around the corner.
8. Intuition is Important
Creative people, because of their intense emotional tendencies, tend to rely on intuition over logic. They go with their gut. Some people consider this to be more on the “impulsive” end of the spectrum. The creative mind doesn’t rely on logic to make a decision, it relies on experience and passion.
9. They Struggle with Confidence
When people create, especially for a living, they are always struggling with acceptance. That is art. They have to wear their hearts on their sleeves, and so they always question whether or not what they are producing is good enough. Being supportive is the key to loving a creative person.
10. Growing Up is Hard to Do
Creative people are almost always children at heart. That care-free nature can seem immature and impetuous – but it is all part of the deal. Understand that the aspects of their creative brains that you love are the same ones that make them somewhat irresponsible when it comes to being an adult.
Finnegans Wake: Book 1.2 — Secret Diary Of PorterGirl
Tackling James Joyce, particularly his most impenetrable work , Finnegan’s Wake, is either an act of folly or bravery and probably, a combination of both. This is just the second stab, so to speak, by The Secret Diary of a PorterGirl
You will not be surprised to hear that I still have no real clue about proceedings in Finnegans Wake, but let’s not allow that to hinder us. At last we are introduced to the leading man, (assuming he didn’t pop up earlier and I missed it) although even that isn’t straightforward. He is Harold or […]
via Finnegans Wake: Book 1.2 — Secret Diary Of PorterGirl
Persuading Britain to spend billions on Trident is like convincing a tramp to buy a bazooka
Scots comedian, Frankie Boyle takes an hilarious, if chilling, swipe at the UK’s nuclear defence ambitions
Persuading Britain to spend billions on Trident is like convincing a tramp to buy a bazooka
Frankie Boyle
The government insists we are prepared for cyber attack – but to be honest we’re rarely prepared for snow in winter
I wrote a joke the other day, along the lines of: “Our greatest fear is that we die alone – which is why I intend to take quite a few people with me.” And it would be funnier, I suppose, if it didn’t constitute Britain’s actual policy on defence. It’s hard to make a moral or strategic case for Trident, so its cheerleaders have resorted to metaphor. Trident, we’re told, symbolises Britain’s place in the world. Of course, I understand Cameron saying he thinks Britain is still a great country (talking something up is a good way to get the best price when you’re selling it), but we don’t actually have much sense of history, and don’t really travel, so it seems odd that we’re being told to spend hundreds of billions of pounds projecting a version of ourselves that we barely understand on to people we will never meet. Perhaps Trident is really a symbol of the era of late capitalism, where most things we buy are unnecessary to the point of ludicrousness. Persuading austerity Britain to spend billions on Trident is like convincing a tramp he needs a bazooka.
What is the British way of life? What do we value? Daytime drinking; freedom of speech (for anybody who isn’t joking); a big centre-forward who can hold the ball up; making drunken, sexual online threats to respected academics; hating people from a broadly similar town 30 miles away; watching strangers bake; watching someone we know fail; and whatever the opposite of reading a history book is. I’m not saying it’s all bad, I’m just saying it doesn’t justify heating up a 100 million civilians to a temperature where their shadows catch fire. Perhaps we need to face up to the fact that Britain is becoming a sort of redneck country that doesn’t give a shit about education or health, but needs to have the latest weapons; the renewal of Trident casts Scotland as the wife who has given you one last chance, listening wearily to your story about how you’ve blown the benefits money on booby-trapping the driveway and a new sniper rifle.
Cameron has eroded so many flood defences it might just be an act of tactical military genius. Which of our enemies would expect a Trident submarine to be bobbing around a Morrisons car park in York? The PM has derided Jeremy Corbyn’s idea of keeping the subs without missiles as patently ridiculous, and in no way comparable to building two huge aircraft carriers with no aircraft. Scaling down Trident might actually better suit our military requirements over the next century, as it has to be easier hauling two submarines through a desert rather than four. Or maybe the subs could find a non-military role: becoming a place where we put Britain’s worst sexual deviants, perhaps eventually replacing the Premier League.
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If we are wiped out in nuclear war, the planet will need to be repopulated by the staff of the submarines, so the fact that they now let women serve could actually be seen as a deeply pessimistic move. The officers in charge of launching the missiles are trained to “fire and forget”. That’s fire up to 160 nuclear warheads, and forget that the world has been reduced to a cursed sandscape where the strongest mutants will rule as Petrol Sheriffs. The government insists that we are prepared for cyber attack, but to be honest we’re rarely prepared for snow in winter. Having Trident (which genuinely has an operating system called Windows for Submarines) might almost be like a half-hearted suicide attempt. As for the supposed threat of North Korea, with their current missile delivery technology it would take years for them to save up for the necessary stamps. Yes, they launched a satellite recently, but remember that it’s much easier to hit a target that is basically The Universe. I’m going to stick my neck out and say that people doing eight hours of gymnastics a day while living on acorns aren’t going to build a viable, targeted intercontinental missile. And if they do, it’s going to be an absolute coupon buster if they decide to send it 3,000 miles to Britain rather than – just to pick a country at random – South Korea.
Corbyn said he would never launch nuclear weapons. He has commissioned a report into the renewal of Trident, and hopefully it will change his mind. It takes a truly humble and magnanimous man to say: “Well, I have to respect the decision of the committee and, if the occasion arises, I will now destroy all life on Earth.” In any case, launching Trident is surely too big a responsibility for one person. The truly democratic method would be to have a giant button somewhere that can only be pressed by the weight of 51% of the population. Think of the fun we will have coming from all over the country to fire our missiles. Peace campaigners waving bedsheets with sad-face emojis from motorway bridges at jeering megabuses of drunken pro-war monsters. Hordes of people living for days on the open Bakelite savannah of the button waiting for their numbers to build. The cheer going up as they finally reach critical mass with the screeching arrival of the Chelsea team coach. It will be an event that the whole country will talk about for ever, which will be a matter of a few minutes.
In the final moments of life on Earth, someone will think of arranging their hands to make a shadow puppet, creating a dragon or a dove to be immortalised by the bomb. They’ll know that nobody will ever see it, but they’ll do it anyway. And this, I think, is what it is to be any kind of artist these days, with no posterity to address but still compelled, for reasons you don’t understand, to work in the terrible now.
May 17, 2016
FILM NOIR
I recently decided to venture into providing myself with a cinematic education, simply by watching films. Unsure of where to start, I decided to choose the nebula of film noir. I can’t say why I decided to pick this genre, maybe its my overall fondness for the genre, maybe it was because I had just […]
via A Fatal(e) Excursion: Hanging Out With Film Noir — Film Pravda
List of Likes and Inspirations
shower
pills
injections
coffee
eggs
music
news
song, ‘Girl’, The Beatles, story idea
Money (that’s what I want), the song, again by The Beatles, another story idea
sunshine, more coffee, sit outside, read a book, ‘The Splendid Years: Memoirs of an Abbey actress and 1916 Rebel.’
Film Noir, after reading FilmPravda’s excellent A Fatal(e) Excursion: Hanging Out with Film Noir
Screenplay: two new ideas, must begin outlines
walk: see, hear, smell, talk
oldest shop in the neighbourhood, plans for redevelopment, must check the plans
Neither a borrower nor a lender be
Shakespeare has been with me, all my life. In school, I studied Richard II, Romeo and Juliet, King Lear, The Tempest and Macbeth. My father loved Shakespeare and could recite, off the cuff, from at least a dozen of the Bard’s plays. On his 90th birthday, he recited the Seven Ages of Man from As You Like It, at a lunch in his honour.
It was faultless and chosen then, by him, for the irony of he, being like Shakespeare’s old man, ‘sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything’ and on that last note, the inveterate showman that he was, he gestured with his thumb to himself, dropped his eyes, with a wry smile and accepted the plaudits of, not just his family, but of everyone else in the restaurant, that day.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2SkwfAh2Qg
Without Shakespeare, we can’t vanish into thin air, become a laughing stock or be, as dead as a doornail. His influence is immense and incalculable.
From webcomics and essays to videos, a collection of some of the web’s most engaging Shakespeare-centric blogs.
via Shakespeare and Me: Bloggers Share Their Passion for the Bard — Discover
May 16, 2016
Signs can bite back
These signs are the work of a French born, Florence based artist called Clet Abraham, who can be found, here, https://www.instagram.com/cletabraham/
Sign Posts: Posts About Signs — Image & Word
As a modern 21st Century society, we seem to have signs everywhere telling us what to do, what not to do, where to go, and generally informing us how to behave. There are signs telling us where we are; street names and business names, naming towns and cities and counties and states and sometimes even […]
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Goals for this blog
The more involved I become in blogging, the more engaging it becomes. Like many things these days, there’s a whole industry of people who can tell you how to achieve your goal. But, having trawled through many of those I find their objectives are often too wide of the mark unless you’re prepared to deliver the bland, the innocuous and the downright, trite. I’m not. I’m a writer so I’ll write what I want to write and, if I comment, prepare for the truth, as I see it.
So, goal # 1 Finding and building an audience of readers
Goal # 2 Improve my writing through engaging with others for constructive critique
Goal # 3 Helping others, through helpful and constructive commentary and having fun, while I’m doing it
And if anything else comes along while I pursue these objectives, like a way to earn an income, hey, as the lady said, I’m open to offers but I’m not up for grabs.
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