2021’s first month

This selfie was meant to connote steely determination on New Year’s Day, although now it’s clear I resembled a hooligan. Never mind, I need to get back to talking to myself about core aspects of life in the second year of the 20s. Firstly, let me exhibit a little self pride by saying I worked as hard as I could on real writing over January. I had a go. Did I achieve 7-8 hours of work…


A warm Melbourne Friday afternoon, real heat arriving Sunday. I have, I confess, lost all traction. It’ll be fleeting, I tell myself. I switch from attempting real drafting work, to research catch-up and tidy-up work, the work you do when you stall.

2020 zooms away

In 2020 I functioned as a writer. I wrote. But more often than not, my words were just words, not at all about the project in my heart. Now we can watch 2020 vanish into the ether and the year’s writing torpor can be sloughed off.

Disorderly shards of story

I’d gathered data, organized data, and sketched out a narrative. Call it the story of a reactor accident, fate of SGR, 59, Los Angeles hills … code for a hard won storyline. It didn’t work. The data was astonishingly incomplete, I’d misread the times, and the narrative significance was something other than I’d mentally assembled over a few midnights. Today I grafted…

Building a streak #3

“Write everyday” is Godin’s third element of constructing a “streak” of productive daily practice. In a sense, I can say I adhere to this, for there isn’t a day I don’t raise pen or tap keys. But I can be wayward. Take yesterday. I rose late after insomnia and attended to another vital part of life, rushing to the gym, where I supplemented regular upper…

Home sweet home

Finders Keepers in Hawthorn has moved beyond its Covid-19 lockdown takeaway-only status.

Right now four tables are available, right beside the rumbling traffic. I grabbed one. Sank in. Didn’t notice the traffic. Worked. Worked well. Home.

Building a streak #2

Here’s what Seth Godin posits: blog daily. He does it. In the past I have also. Lately I’ve had little to say. Or rather, in 2020 I’ve had little to say to the world. But what about to myself? The instant I wrote those five words, with their question mark, right now, I knew I’d found something to go with. For me, you see, blogging isn’t primarily about communicating…

Building a streak #1

“Do the work every single day,” Godin advises. On the one hand, what a cliche! I remember Bryce Courtenay lecturing me: “Bum glue.” On the other hand, I work every day, but lately, the days haven’t felt right. I sat down but haven’t worked solidly. I’ve been distracted: fire, plague, coup d’etat. Well, Andres, forget all that. An afternoon. Ambient…

Summer is here

Seth Godin’s The Practice: Shipping Creative Work bristles with fresh ways of looking at creativity and work. My last month of spring was mediocre, so let me reboot for the first month of summer. Towards the end of the book, he sums up one strand of thought. “Build streaks,” he advises, by which he means establish, by hook or by crook, regularity of work. I dive back into 1958…


A Tuesday, blue sky outside, the best of Melbourne’s spring weather. Shortly I’ll catch an early train eastward, to dine at an early hour with a friend. Today had no plan. This week had no plan. November has been unplanned. Yes, I’m drifting. Weighed down by a compulsive personality, the drift isn’t my default state, and I know I should be concerned. A week, so I believe…

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