The noble art of procrastination

I decided it was time to update my blog. Needless to say, I have an assignment due this week. My room was already tidy enough.

So here goes... I am working on a feature article about how Aussie businesses use web pages and web in general to promote themselves. Just between the two of us, they are not that updated for a country with an average of 16.7 hours spent online per week and 9 mill Aussies interacting on social networks. However, businesses are catching on amazingly fast.

We're talking SEO, Smartphones, Ping.fm, WordPress, Youtube vs Vimea, Facebook vs LinkedIn and all that jazz. And my attempt to discuss Web 1.0 vs Web 2.0 and possibly even Web 3.0.
I realised I know a fair bit. Luckily.

In my hand I have a cup of green tea, under my feet I role a rolling pin. I've heard all that's supposed to be good for you. Pull an all-nighter maybe?

Goodbye USB pens

I have found yet another online love of mine. This one is called Dropbox and I am all in baby. This is long term for sure. Dropbox works like a folder on my computer, but all my files are stored online. Now I just save all my work in this folder and I never have to worry about where I put the latest version of an assignment or if I remembered to bring my USB pen to Uni. Every time I change any of the files Dropbox will sync it with my online storage and I never have to worry about a thing. Cause every little thing is gonna be alright. User friendly, accessible everywhere, fast and more importantly free. What more can you want from an online lover?

The day I read Animal Farm

Sometimes, as a writer, you lose your voice. Not your ability to utter words through your mouth, but the unique language you express yourself through. Your persuasive tone is gone and left are childish and trivial words put on paper. Toothless words you cannot use. Most of the time we refer to this stage as writers block. It hit me at 11pm last night. Not the condition, but the realisation.

I believe in one remedy to help this condition; reading. No input, no output. It's that simple.

Today I consumed Animal Farm in one day and started my short story, relieved to have my voice back.

Help at last?

I have known for a long time that I need to write more. I need to get over my reluctance to write. Every word put on the page is a struggle. And I am supposed to be a writer? The reason, I believe, is because I am so critical towards my own writing. But also, I cannot seem to find motivation to write unless I know for sure it is for something, like an assignment. Writing just for the sake of it doesn't appeal to me.

I think I have found help, at last. A web page called 750 words might provide the solution. The idea is to write 750 words every day. Your rants do not have to make sense and will not be accessible to anyone but you, and you get points for every day you finish 750 words, and more points if you write for days in a row. Ah, a competition aspect. I am in!

Things you do not want in bed

This little fella had made his way into my bed last night. Dead when I found him. Maybe I crushed him or maybe he knew he was dying and had only one last wish, do die peacefully in my bed. Either way, beddings and pajamas was changed immediately.