Sunday Morning (2)

Another Sunday blog posts, as it seem to be the only day it seems I find any motivation to write… anything.

So I’ll attempt to recap my week, which really has been a mixed bag, beginning Monday with finding out that my mother was in hospital after having an accident on my nephews foot scooter. She’s having surgery to repair her ankle she has broken in 3 places.

Tuesday I attended my first “field trip” for the year, explored part of the Kapiti Coast and learnt about how coastal erosion is threatening peoples houses along large stretches of  coastline. I also volunteered for the first time for a group called Mechanical Tempest, which is essentially a DIY bike workshop here in Wellington, my roll is to help people fix their bikes where I can.

Wednesday was almost all unmemorable I suppose. I was sick, sore throat, head cold, just the usual, really. I attended school and came home early instead of going to a poetry night here in Wellington.

Thursday ran through much the same, I met some more interesting people at school, I’m trying to be less anxious meeting people, though I think I am still struggling to convey exactly who I am as a person, at least to the people around me.

Friday was a good day, although I was sick I engaged well with both my classes, and my classmates, I finished watching The Wave, a movie which had a very clever portrayal of how quickly fascism can take hold when a charismatic leader uses the correct channels to build a sense of unity. Then after school I met my good friend Tom and watched Mad Max 3 Beyond The Thunderdome, which is really quite enjoyable.

Saturday was by far the low point of my week, simply a combination of tiredness and still being sick made much of my day at work distinctly un-enjoyable. But I finished work early and came home to watch Oliver Stone’s JFK, which really ended the week on an interesting note. Inspiring me to start reading a recent recommendation of Voodoo Histories a book on how conspiracy theories have shaped modern history.

And so today I decided to start my week fresh, with some rituals I find helpful for my mental health. Mainly spending the day cleaning my room, and watching television shows. Generally productive procrastination.

I am excited for what the new week will bring.


Writing again, about bicycles.

So recently in my life, through luck, stars aligning and various other coincidences I’m not sure I really believe in yet, I’ve wrangled up the chance to write a short piece on some aspect of cycling for a Wellington based network of bloggers called The Wellingtonista, and apparently this is their deal.

“The Wellingtonista is a blog about the things we love about the city we love. Since 2005, we’ve been promoting and writing about its many interesting aspects: places to get drunk, things to go and see, events to participate in, bands to listen to, places to get drunk, plays to watch, comments on local news, restaurants to eat in, and (sometimes) places to get drunk.”

So something, along those lines, with a cycling twist. Which I guess really makes it quite simple.
But my current struggle is with settling down on specifics as I’m sure they had something in mind when I spoke to my friend, but at the time I failed to really pay enough attention to what that was.

For now I will continue to send emails and see if I can work it all out.

Writing and Cycle touring. Take 2

So recently I’ve been out riding, I took some time off work to go ride my Long Haul Trucker for a few days around the southern tip of the North Island, places like Pencarrow Head, Corner Creek, The Pinnacles, Cape Palliser, White Rock, Martinborough, and all beautiful spots in between. Finally taking the time out of my day to day life to go on an adventure, even if only for 4-5 days. I had originally planned to take up to 6, or even 7 days to do this bit of a tour around, but sadly funds drying up a little. Not to mention the small details which just simply don’t always go to plan.  So now, I am home again in South Karori, my own little patch here, in the valley. It’s really the place I’m starting to fall in love with, Wellington, and this part of New Zealand.

Lately I’ve been talking to a lot of writer friends, and thinking about my own ambition as a young writer, and specifically whether or not my current lifestyle choices of full time work etc. are fulfilling what I wished to achieve when I first came to Wellington. Now after working full-time for the last 5 months I’m starting to look at my options in returning to school, possibly working part time, to achieve all I need to start University in 2014. The prospects of learning more about myself and the subjects I am truly passionate about is incredibly exciting to me, and I look forward to challenging myself, stepping outside of my comfort zone.

The next few weeks are certainly full of a series of goals I would like to pursue and see where it could lead in the long run.