I just checked my email after getting home and saw one that gave me a little bit of a shock and made me feel a bit sad. The publishing site Helium is going down. I didn't get very far with Helium, although I posted a few articles on there (mainly creative writing). Probably my best work was The Bridge, which was a bit morbid but I was feeling very morbid when I wrote it one day after taking a stroll over the Storey Bridge in Brisbane. Another I wrote under the "Suicide and Anxiety" tag in an atempt to try and convey the sense of helplessness that anxiety brings is one I simply call "Abigail". Unfortunately after December this year the site will be taken down - I'll probably give these two a bit more of a polish and post them here (eventually). Everything else I wrote in an attempt to diversify is pretty much rubbish, and best avoided.
It was my experience with Helium and a book I wrote titled "Chuckles and Giggles" which made me realise I am simply not cut out to be an author, no matter how much I love writing and how much it has been my dream since I was little. I don't have the patience nor the talent to make a decent go of it, so sadly I've had to put that dream aside forever. Journalism was my next step, but getting into Uni to study would have been expensive, not to mention there are plenty of journalists out there and competition would be stiff. It's not all sad though, even though I'll never write a well-loved and influential book, I do have this blog which seems to be getting a bit of attention, even though it's mainly a mix up of societial issues, music/book reviews and footy rage.
However, there is one young lady I know who is making a go of it and doing very well. Morgan Burley is one of my sister Meagans school friends, who is working her way to publishing a book. It's great to see her taking advantage of social media and working hard to make her dream come true - be sure to check her out, she's even gotten a mention in teen magazine Girlfriend. Hopefully she keeps going and gets to where she wants to be in the end - don't give up MJ, just keep going and don't let anything stop you!
Speaking of Facebook pages, although a lot of you probably already follow me on Twitter, I've set up a Facebook page in the hope that the kinder Facebook interface will allow discussion to flow from whatever I write, and hopefully find out some of the random people who look in on my blog - give us a like and let's see how we go!
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Thursday, 15 May 2014
Wednesday, 7 May 2014
Overreaction much?
If you believe social media (hardly a reliable source) or even the regular media (even less reliable) then the bad news is that Aussie Rules is dead as a sport.
Wow. Really? A game over 150 years old can be killed because one idiot from the demons gets suspended?
Yeah, no.
For those who are unaware, here is the incident for which Viney was suspended:
I'm flabbergasted with the overreaction to him getting suspended. Players get suspended for stupid shit like this all the time and the bump has died so many times it might as well be a character from Dragon Ball Z. Apparently it died last year too, and that didn't get nearly as much of a reaction as this has.
Is it because Melbourne-based Clubs and their supporters are so precious? If a Brisbane Lion, geelong cat, or sydney swan got suspended over a bump like that, the world certainly wouldn't be ending - if anything, they'd probably deserve it if you ask the Melbourne fans!
The fact is, we are only given one brain each (some people don't get any!) and we know so little about it. What we do know is that damage to the brain can be long-lasting, hard to heal and have devastating effects on the life of the victim and those who care for them. I fully agree with the AFL doing what they can to protect the interests of the players. Accidents happen in a contact sport, sometimes bad things happen, but if we can minimise that risk to our fellow human beings, then surely it's the right thing to do.
Poor management of satalite Clubs will kill the AFL long before the MRP and the Tribunal will. Let's try to keep some perspective can we?
Wow. Really? A game over 150 years old can be killed because one idiot from the demons gets suspended?
Yeah, no.
For those who are unaware, here is the incident for which Viney was suspended:
I'm flabbergasted with the overreaction to him getting suspended. Players get suspended for stupid shit like this all the time and the bump has died so many times it might as well be a character from Dragon Ball Z. Apparently it died last year too, and that didn't get nearly as much of a reaction as this has.
Is it because Melbourne-based Clubs and their supporters are so precious? If a Brisbane Lion, geelong cat, or sydney swan got suspended over a bump like that, the world certainly wouldn't be ending - if anything, they'd probably deserve it if you ask the Melbourne fans!
The fact is, we are only given one brain each (some people don't get any!) and we know so little about it. What we do know is that damage to the brain can be long-lasting, hard to heal and have devastating effects on the life of the victim and those who care for them. I fully agree with the AFL doing what they can to protect the interests of the players. Accidents happen in a contact sport, sometimes bad things happen, but if we can minimise that risk to our fellow human beings, then surely it's the right thing to do.
Poor management of satalite Clubs will kill the AFL long before the MRP and the Tribunal will. Let's try to keep some perspective can we?
Friday, 4 April 2014
Men's Health - Why don't they do something about it?!
Saw this on Twitter today (I love George Takei):
And I immediately face-palmed. That graffiti is a symptom of an illness - a stigma where men will NOT take care of their health, thinking they'll be OK
Us women have it pretty good. We've managed to organise plenty of awareness for things that plague us like cervical cancer and breast cancer, and raise a lot of money towards research and caring for the sick. What do men have? Movember. That's all I can think of.
For crying out loud boys, you're more likely to commit suicide, you're more likely to have heart and bowel problems, and we won't go into prostrate cancer, why aren't you boys banding together like us women have done and start raising awareness? For crying out loud girls, why aren't we kicking their arses into gear?! We're talking husbands, fathers, brothers, sons, friends, that could be taken down by any number of problems, and it's a battle and a half just to get them to a doctor sometimes! The thing that REALLY shits me is the number of males I see commenting on the Internet saying "Where's our day for our cancers?" WHY AREN'T YOU OUT THERE MAKING ONE?!
You know what? I'm going to start. So, to my brother, fathers, and other male relations - from now on for your birthday I'm paying for you to have an annual check-up. You are getting nothing else, you're just having me pay for you to go on a trip to the doctor. Especially my Dads, who are both in their 40s/50s and need to start looking out for looming health problems. What do you say girls? They can't really refuse if it's a birthday present - and for older males particularly, it could save their lives.
Now that I'm done ranting, it's on to a team I like to call the Scums. They're that plastic mob down the road on the Gold Coast, and they like to try and big-note themselves. Last year it was having a picture of Daniel Rich on their website that had been defaced, now they're running Facebook competitions to caption a picture of a Lion with its paw across its face. Seriously, they shouldn't be starting crap they can't finish, and the REAL war is fought on the footy field, not on social media. If you want to be Queenslands Team, you need to grow the fuck up.
And I immediately face-palmed. That graffiti is a symptom of an illness - a stigma where men will NOT take care of their health, thinking they'll be OK
Us women have it pretty good. We've managed to organise plenty of awareness for things that plague us like cervical cancer and breast cancer, and raise a lot of money towards research and caring for the sick. What do men have? Movember. That's all I can think of.
For crying out loud boys, you're more likely to commit suicide, you're more likely to have heart and bowel problems, and we won't go into prostrate cancer, why aren't you boys banding together like us women have done and start raising awareness? For crying out loud girls, why aren't we kicking their arses into gear?! We're talking husbands, fathers, brothers, sons, friends, that could be taken down by any number of problems, and it's a battle and a half just to get them to a doctor sometimes! The thing that REALLY shits me is the number of males I see commenting on the Internet saying "Where's our day for our cancers?" WHY AREN'T YOU OUT THERE MAKING ONE?!
You know what? I'm going to start. So, to my brother, fathers, and other male relations - from now on for your birthday I'm paying for you to have an annual check-up. You are getting nothing else, you're just having me pay for you to go on a trip to the doctor. Especially my Dads, who are both in their 40s/50s and need to start looking out for looming health problems. What do you say girls? They can't really refuse if it's a birthday present - and for older males particularly, it could save their lives.
Now that I'm done ranting, it's on to a team I like to call the Scums. They're that plastic mob down the road on the Gold Coast, and they like to try and big-note themselves. Last year it was having a picture of Daniel Rich on their website that had been defaced, now they're running Facebook competitions to caption a picture of a Lion with its paw across its face. Seriously, they shouldn't be starting crap they can't finish, and the REAL war is fought on the footy field, not on social media. If you want to be Queenslands Team, you need to grow the fuck up.
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