I had a very interesting week last week, as I got to spend 5 days at BBC Focus learning more about science magazines and how they’re put together. So, here’s how my week went…
Heading into my first day, I was very nervous, mostly because I didn’t know what to expect or what they expected from me. I wasn’t sure whether they’d be expecting a complete beginner, or someone already knowledgeable. I was worried about being thrown in at the deep end, or doing tasks wrongly. However, I didn’t need to be too worried, as the team seemed friendly and the person in charge of keeping an eye on me was very nice- I was even ok asking him questions about the software by the end of the day.
Continue reading “BBC Focus, Part 1”
I’m a digital hoarder. Right now my laptop has thousands of hours of unplayed games on it, hundreds of archived podcasts and as many unread articles and eBooks.
With the amount of tutorials and resources stored and accessible on there, a motivated person could learnt how to do anything they wanted by now. I’ve barely done anything. I’ve had free access to so much knowledge and ignored almost all of it.
Follow-up to this post.
The previous post was at the end of last year, and my end of year reflection post kind of build on what I was already thinking in that post. In the last few months, where gaming was and where it should be is something I’ve been continuing to think about.
The main catalyst beyond the posts was in January. I had a conversation happen that was very much not what I’d hoped, and made me doubt everything, and feel pretty bad. This was right in the middle of January, while a few of my assignments were due. I let feeling bad about it take over, and dealt with everything by isolating myself from people and gaming instead of doing my uni work. For one of my essays, I didn’t put anywhere near as much effort into it as I could have, and ended up submitting it late. That meant the highest mark I could possibly get was the minimum pass mark- made more annoying by finding out later that it would have received a Merit.
Continue reading “The Year of (Less) Gaming…”
Today I had my first proper meeting for Freedom of Mind (a mental health/wellbeing festival I’m volunteering at).
It turns out that we’ve grown a lot bigger than the organisers originally intended…there’s over 100 people involved now, which is really exciting. So there’s now a lot more organisation, structure etc that anyone expected. It’s going to be interesting to see how big this gets, and whether the goal of a small-scale Fringe festival happens.
It would be amazing to be part of something that big.
However, I’m also worried there’s nothing I’ll be able to actually help with. Most of the creative events are things I have no understanding of, such as spoken word performances and art installations. The rest are things that need people who can go up to strangers and connect with them,who are confident interacting and cold-calling, and can organise and follow-up requests. Those aren’t really skills I have.
Hopefully the mega-brainstorming session next month will bring up ideas and events that I can be useful for. I’m glad I volunteered, as this sounds really meaningful, but I don’t yet know anywhere that I can actually do something to help.
The sheer amount of publications, information sources, and people that I follow has become too much to read, and too much to mean anything. Continual anxiety means I’m struggling to focus on anything useful, like uni work or project planning. But trying to escape or get ideas by reading non-uni media isn’t helping at all.
Between my Twitter feed, Medium recommendations and Pocket list, there’s almost 1000 items of “do this to be happy”, “do this to be better”,”here’s how everyone else is succeeding”, and “you need to care about this”.
Continue reading “Signals and Noise”
2015’s been a weird year, and I don’t know what to think of it yet.
It’s almost been two years in one- everything before August, v.s returning to uni. I normally don’t do this kind of reflection, but this year deserved stopping and thinking about. Things that I expected to be there, like church, fell out of meaning; new things to explore appeared instead.