Hi, erm, readers, people, blog followers?
It’s blogging time.
Quite what that means, I don’t know, but to blog I must, and therefore I am - blogging.
They say you should stop and smell the roses and I guess, in a way, this is doing, because it’s a new year, a new decade, a new team down here at Kurious, the website is changing, there are new membership offerings, we are no longer separate hubs of activity but one large, fully collaborating creative hub, and yet all of it has seemed to have flown by in a blink of an eye.
For those who don’t know, I’m a writer, as well as being the Chief Operating Officer here at Kurious. Not that I’m getting much writing down at the moment, but I’m also someone from outside of this creative world. It’s only recently that I’ve stepped across into this wonderful world of production and creative incubation, and stopped wearing a suit every day - which I really appreciate, although some days I can’t deny there’s something good about getting that well fitting suit on, and the shinny shoes. However, these days I seem to be suiting up only for funerals, which doesn’t have the same buzz about it. Went to one recently, an old school friend, it’s easy to say too young, too tragic, but he was a real sweet man, and that's what we've lost, one of the good guys in life. We all had to wear something red and when the curtains came round to take the coffin away, he’d arranged for the Thunderbirds countdown to play. You know the one? Five - Four - Three - Two - One - Thunderbirds Are Go. He wanted to send us out with a smile, that was the measure of the man. When I go, I don’t want people to sit in silence thinking through their memories of me, most of them probably won't be repeatable. I want everyone to sing along to Billy Don’t Be A Hero.
So what I’m trying to say is that this is one huge learning curve, and all the people around me, and the people I meet, are being so giving with their time and patience as I ask what are probably rather silly questions and do my whole, ‘but why / but why not’ routine.
Like, why can’t we do theatre on a small winding staircase? Like, why can’t we do a quiz show - writers can be fun people too? Like, why not start our own independent press? Like, we should have our own small theatre.
And if you’re curious, the answers to those questions are, we are doing, we are doing, we are doing, and we will have soon.
So is that it? Have I blogged? Is that enough? Too much? What else can I say? It’s Burns Night soon, and Chinese New Year, that should be fun.
Letty and Joe are giving me that look, Joe gives it me a lot in the podcast studio when he’s producing me, it’s a sort of scowl mixed with the disappointment of a parent, it basically says, I should know better, and it's time to shut up. So for now, that’s it, I’ve done. Until next time -
Cheerio blog followers.
Oh and if you're wondering about the soundtrack thing, today I am mostly listening to Elvis Costello & The Attractions