Sacha Groves

With a pen and paper. Like I'm rocking the goddamned middle ages. So, I'm home sick. It happens a lot now. Hayfever gives me sinus problems. Sinus problems give me headaches. Headaches plus general depression mean I stay home and take sick leave (not that I should, I still get shit loads of work done. Plenty of my coworkers "work from home" rather than take sick leave, but I'm too ethical for that - sigh, that's a rant for another time). But, really what happens is I start think about the future and what my goals are and yet another midlife crisis is formed. It's not an original first world problem, but I really hate the 9-5 grind. I would much rather work for myself or at least less. Of course, I have a mortgage to pay, so it's never as easy as all the self help, "go do what you love" articles that show up daily on Medium seem to make out. (and to add to the "rant later" list, you only ever read the articles from the people w...

1) This blog. No, really. sachagroves.com is up for renewal and I came here to see what, if anything, I was doing with it. 2) That I was using it as a progress diary. Doesn't even sound like me! But what a great idea! 3) The Cull. It's the first story idea on my list of story ideas, but I haven't even looked at that list for yonks. I had forgotten the idea and had forgotten I had started to write the fucking thing!  I reinstalled Scrivener just to open the file back up to read it. Crap, complete crap. BUT, there's some promise there and, zarquon if I could just get back into writing. I enjoy it so. 4) I want to write. Be a writer. Do those thing. Do ALL the things. 5) No seriously, I had forgotten it all. I think there may be something wrong with my brain. So, the question is: Do I use this newly (re)discovered progress blog to try and springboard into a writing habit again? That really is a question. The question. Capital THE and all that. It's worth some...