Film, Review

Review: Deadpool

deadpool-poster-8I have never been a fan or an advocate of superhero films; the Marvel and DC universes have just never pulled me in like they have millions of other cinema-goers. Actually, I can count on one hand which superhero films I appreciate every now and then: Batman: The Dark Knight, Guardians of the Galaxy, Kickass and Deadpool = 4  / 1,000+

I was skeptical at first because it’s another film flung onto the pile of generic masculine movies about characters with extraordinary powers. I would be guaranteed…… [Click here to read more]

Life Experience

Acupuncture Me

acupuncture

You may remember from a while back (and I do mean a while) that I was diagnosed with sesamoiditis which is the posh word for stupid annoying painful foot. After two whole steroid injections and the threat of developing arthritis if I had another one, I looked to other cures.

And the short answer is: there are none. This little bone in my foot is going to be cracked forever and the only thing to stop it will be to literally take it away from me. Now this, I Mr-Spock-mr-spock-10874060-1036-730have been warned, is a procedure done a maximum of once a year and there is the impending danger of it turning into what doctors lovingly call a Spock foot, ergo not an option.

So I started looking into preventative measures to try to manage the pain, rather than looking to get rid of it altogether. It was then that I found acupuncture, something I had never even thought of as a remedy (I had always seen it as a luxury treatment, like a massage). Turns out, acupuncture can do a lot for the human body *cue groan from scientists* and can actually help a lot of conditions.

I’ve been going to sessions for a good few weeks now, probably going on for 20, and there has been the most dramatic improvement to the pain in my foot and how I walk. I’m no longer limping, which is fantastic until your right foot realises it has to share the load and then starts having a paddy. But that’s neither here nor there because my left foot is really, really fine. Who knew?!  It’s felt like a magical experience and I can’t quite believe that the stupid bone in my foot is now being calmed down, thanks to crazy thin needles.

I’ve had a few people tell me that it’s hocus pocus and it’s all bullshit, but hey, I’m not limping anymore so… 1-0 to acupuncture.

I’m still going to sessions, because it would be crazy to stop and botch up the wonderful work that Rachel (hi!) has been doing for me. And even though it hurts when the needles go in the bottom of my foot, I still enjoy going because it allows me 20 minutes out of the week to just relax and to just be. It’s incredible what such a short amount of time can do for your well-being.

If you have a condition of sorts, whether it’s anxiety, headaches, rough periods or anything, I would say seriously look into acupuncture as a treatment because you might find it’s entirely worth it.

Also, hi Tom 🙂
Life Experience

I Don’t Regret Losing You — Thought Catalog

Jesse HerzogWho were we before we were strangers? I don’t remember very well, but you used to be somebody so important to me. You were brilliant, caring, and trustworthy. I have memories of your hilarious one-liners and clever remarks, but this bond you claim we’ve had, I could no longer recall. When I think about…

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Misc., Writing

What it’s like having many things to write…

It is wearing a ball gown while wading through the thickest waist-high mud for miles and miles

Needing to light a hundred feet tall candle with one little match and no ladder

A thousand bees inside a small, metal box with one coin-sized hole

Seeing the finish line before the starting gun goes off

Trying a particular lipstick and it changing into another shade by midday

Sticky notes that keep falling off the wall and disappearing between the floorboards

Your dad’s heavy denim jacket that you will never grow into

Turning the volume up as high as it will go and still straining to hear the music

Eating until you are full and still feeling like you are starving

Waiting for the knock on the door when you’re sitting in a meadow

It is reaching the other side of the bridge before you have set one foot on it to cross.

I always want to write, every minute of every day, and I always have ideas in my head. Ideas that might be big, and they might last for no longer than two seconds. They’re all still there, and they’re all very loud and blinding.

When they are small, it’s hard to justify the effort to put them onto paper.

And when they are big stories that are bouncing around in my head, that are so complicated, I would need to sit in silence for a week to even grasp them with both hands.

Sometimes there is no motivation to write anything, fictional or otherwise. Sometimes this site goes neglected and unloved for weeks at a time. And sometimes I can’t stop. Sometimes it’s unhealthy when I stay awake until the small hours, scribbling by lamplight.

All to often, the desire to write plagues me but my body refuses. Together, we make the decision not to pick up the pen and notebook. We can’t even use an app on the tablet. But the stories are there. The characters are screaming at me inside my head to let them out, but I can’t always release them.

I have never finished a project. Starting to write so young meant that my language was soft and poor. Looking at it now makes me cringe and I could never submit that anywhere, so it is added to the pile. I’m sure that pile is taller than me by now.

There is a colourful rush that comes with writing and a relief, as though eliminating a headache and making room in my head. I’ll never stop, no matter who comes along and degrades my work, because I write for me and no one else.