it's turtles, all the way down
I watched "As Good As It Gets" this evening - the movie with Jack Nicholson and Helen Hunt. I love stories about broken people - where being different isn't seen in such a negative light. The moments where the actors drop their character's walls and connect - if only briefly - is spellbinding. Of course… Continue reading As Good As It Gets
I missed lunch again today. Actually - missed is a bit of an exaggeration. I was working on something more interesting than stopping and eating, so grabbed something quick to eat, and carried on. I'm struggling to remember the last time I properly stopped at lunchtime - perhaps a week ago when I went for… Continue reading Meatballs and Starbucks
I make promises to myself sometimes - simple things - easy promises to make. "I'll start forcing myself to take lunchbreaks", for example. And then I look up - like I did today - and realise it's the middle of the afternoon, and that lunchtime happened for everybody else some time ago. Then you walk… Continue reading Days Like These
After falling into bed uncharacteristically early last night, I fell into a deep sleep and dreamed. It's rare that I remember dreams - but one of last night's dreams (there were several) burned its way into my memory - fragments of it are still there, several hours later. There was a girl, sitting on a… Continue reading Strange Dreams
You know how when you meet acquaintances in passing, you ask each other "how are you?", without really caring how each other really are? And how you typically answer "fine!", regardless of how you really feel - because nobody wants to sit and listen while you unload like Chunk about all the annoyances, injustices and… Continue reading Rainy Days and Doctor Who
After an email conversation with an old friend earlier today, I thought it might be worth expanding on the re-appearance of my writing at Substack, and it's disappearance from WordPress (for a while). I'll try to keep it brief, because I'm only too aware that writing about writing is quite possibly the most dull subject in… Continue reading Not Playing the Game
I can't really write "rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated", because there were no rumours. I can say that I'm still out here though, and I might be waking from my slumber. Maybe I was never really gone. If you head over to https://jonbeckett.substack.com, you will be able to subscribe, and catch up… Continue reading Not Dead Yet
After staying up half the night to watch the morbidly hilarious US presidential debate take place in the US - mostly waiting for Biden to ask Trump to grow up - I finally fell asleep at about 3am. Four hours later the alarm clock woke me up, and some idiot impulse in the depths of… Continue reading Five More Kilometres
I was going to write a post this morning about mistakes - about how nobody is perfect, and about cancel culture. Then I thought better of it. Nobody wants to read that. I'll just stick to my quiet little life, my idiotic thoughts about inconsequential things, and leave others to fight the important battles. At… Continue reading Headaches
