There’s no such thing as writer’s block, so long as you’ve had plenty of time to think about what you want to write.
Eyesight can be so blinding. We need to look beyond the face of things.
I’m a classic eccentric, living at the extremes of high mania and low mood. There’s no middle ground, only madness and sadness.
The bright light of brilliance keeps the darkness away, but it can be so very exhausting.
It is possible to be happy and successful by living on one’s own terms.
Fine Things are reservoirs for the heart.
Reality is just a matter of perception.
Reality is in the ether, a blend of present-day experiences infused with one’s memories and dreams. A life that is real to one is surreal to another.
What I am interested in, what I write and care about, exists in the slow lane, somewhere between hand-ploughed fields and a pint of real ale.
People might consider you eccentric for being different, but this is good. Leaders and visionaries are not conformists afraid of standing out.
There’s merit in being different, inspiration in being individual, courage in being unique, and freedom in being yourself.
Have courage to go your own way and fulfil the dreams that are unique and important to you.
Compromise is a choice. As is the defence of one’s self.
Stand up for your beliefs, and be different.
You need energy and purpose to become the person you’re destined to be.
The world grows ever complex. More urban. Less peaceful.
As the daydreams grew longer, the distinction between what was real and what was imaginary grew less. Soon I existed in a blissful world of my own creation.
I’m likely to stay here, pen in hand, until dusk comes and my writing melts into the twilight.
Be seasonal, ethical and gentle.
Seek a slower, simpler life.
