30 Minute Thoughts

          Hello. This is somewhat of an experiment and a challenge for me. Basically, for the next 30 minutes I am going to write constantly and try to not pause as much as possible. The idea here is that I have literally no template so I could write anything that pops into my head and I'm hoping this will remain quite raw - grammar included so you get the pure essence of my thoughts. Essentially this isn't going to be interesting to everyone, but I am aware there are a few who will be interested to 'read my thoughts' as this kind of is doing.
          There will be minimal editing as I go and afterwards, so do bare in mind that it will be significantly quicker than 30 minutes to read. Because I tend to write a bit slower when I'm being critical of my spelling and grammar and such anyway. I hope this becomes interesting for someone, but it is mainly for my own little interesting benefit. I've already been going for a few minutes and written nothing though, so I should probably think of shit to write.
          See at the moment I am quite into my horror, I started writing more of a horror story yesterday and the main idea in that is I actually wanna scare someone. I'm working on the premise that a true scare is something that lingers in the real world as well as just in reading, so delving into ideas I'm kinda scaring myself with it - but perhaps that's just my imagination. I have high hopes for it anyway. Of course I've told everyone of the main theme of the 10 short stories and all of the remaining ones are actually in progress, but because they're all happening at once, they'll all take quite a while to finish. I don't really put priorities, I go with whenever I feel like writing. I average about 400 words per day when I do work every day though. I have other little things like this that I do too, because I get these crazy ideas and just bloody well go for them.
          I'm well aware this isn't so interesting so far, but it's much harder than I first expected, I'm hoping that I'll chill the fuck out as I'm going - it becomes much more informal and perhaps have some genuine feelings in there at some point. Though I will admit there are some things I'm really trying not to think about because I kind of have to write it if I say it, and it would be cheating to censor it afterwards.
          I'm starting to regret doing this now because my thoughts are being pretty dumb and same-ish. Let's try to think of some kind of topic. I've finished my essays recently, wrote four thousand words on the causation of Hume and Kant and while that is a daunting thing at first is genuinely an interesting experience - not wanting to bore with the subject matter, but the actual fact is I enjoyed writing that. Most essays these days I really struggle through but after I was done with my procrastinating I finally got round to the research, because the essay was much longer than anything I've done before it was a new experience, so I kind of enjoyed that. It reminded me, kind of, the first essay I ever wrote where I think I must have been in year 9 or something because it was in History, I'm sure, and I never took history at GCSE, or if I did I don't remember. Anyway the essay was 1000 words and I remember telling my mum that I enjoyed writing it. I don't even know if I liked the subject matter but it was the first time in my life I was able to write (relatively) freely about a specific subject. I'm pretty sure it was crap, 'cause I hadn't learned to write essays back then - hell I still struggle with structure these days.
          What is kind of bizarre thought is when I actually think back to those type of lessons when even back then I assumed I was cleverer than people around me, but now I think that he's a bit of a thick twat on the scale of things. Still it's not that I really regret anything from the past people I've been, it's just I'd like to have had hindsight for my entire past. I don't think much would have changed but I just know I'd have had more fun. With things like knowing how little power teachers had, I would have been able to feel a little more free than I felt, I perhaps wouldn't have been so quiet in general or whatever. Then you have my three years of A level, they were strange times, every single year felt so different with my friendship groups shifting about and my priorities at the time.
          That's the thing though, when I actually look to the past all I really think of is education. Which is the damn good reason why I'm definitely stopping after university. I've been in education now for...what? I was 4 when I started so that makes it 17 ish years? That's a crazy amount of time! It wasn't until about 15-16 I actually got a life either. I barely left my own street until about 12-13 and then I played Warcraft for 2 very long years.
I say that as if it's a bad thing, but I still play a lot of games. Oh dear. I'm not entirely sure whether I'm able to put emote-icons in this little experiment of mine, it's hardly proper prose. But I did just giggle in my head at something or other. I've forgotten now. Anyway, I stopped playing WoW which took over from previous to that where I got home drank tea, ate biscuits and watched Cartoon Network for hours. So I don't know where the improvement happened. I sort of decided real friends were kind cool I guess. I'm fairly happy with the social life I've built, sometimes I feel I know too many people other times I feel quite alone. But I always have only a few friends that I can call close to me at any time. I'm in control, I think that's the important thing. Yeah... lets go with that.
I keep pressing the tab button to indent my paragraphs but forget that BlogSpot doesn't support that kind of indenting. I'm gonna have to add that after.
          So this turned into a nut-shell history of Kyle Sweet at once point there. I think I've only got a little time left though so I don't wanna stop on a random story. Umm... Right. Perhaps I'll be in a better frame of mind if I do this in the future. This kind of crap flows out of me when I panic write stuff. Either that or I'll have a burst of things to write about before coming to a stop because I don't know how to word a sentence for how effective it is and then I just lie down on my bed for a while. I sort of live too much in my head, which is just because all my senses kind of suck. Like my taste is pretty cool, but I'm sure others have better and you can't really live by taste. My smell is awful, I can't smell most things people people seem to - sight I wear glasses and even that isn't perfect and hearing is just dulled out by my internal dialogue. There isn't much of a reference for touch, but if there was I'm sure mine would come up pretty low on the scale. There are plenty more senses that are never talked about but they don't matter - point is that I live inside my own head pretty much all the time,
It's a bit like Squall from Final Fantasy 8, where a few times the character say about him just falling back into his thoughts too much and not saying everything aloud - I guess I related to that a little bit. 8 was my favourite game to replay in the FF series so far, I didn't realise how awesome it was. And I see that characters as their correct teenage ages instead of really old cause I was young the first time. But yeah I kind of got mildly upset when i ended it rather than in awe of how awesome it is because I just wanted to play more of it.
          There have been a few things that have gotten me a little upset or emotional recently, I think I must be maturing a little bit - or just come into a little strange time. Because I can't actually cry, but I almost can. My main things at the moment seem to be fear and emotions - which is a strange combination. I like stories that are connecting and emotional or just fucking dark. And I mean really dark, your dark is nothing compared to my dark, my friend! Har har! A little twisted I guess. Excuse me while I have a bit of drink.
          Laavly stuff. It's a habit of mine now to get £3 meal deals from Tescos. Orange Lucozade, flaming hot Monster Much and a chicken and bacon wrap. It's just delish. And on that little bizzare note my 30 minutes are up. Thank you to anyone who made it this far and I might do another of these - if I do I'll be sure to make it more interesting. Feel free to give feedback on whether or not I should and I'll see you in the next blog post. :) Ciao for now!

Poetry Breakdown!

Hey, how are ya? ...Really? That's great!

           Now, here I'd like to share with you all my little poetry corner posted on the right hand side of this page. There are currently 9 poems there - and I'm never sure when I'll add to this, so this will do for now.
           With my poetry, I'm not a massive fan of it and the majority of everything I write is satire - just to take the piss out of other kinds of poetry. This is because I just feel it's much lesser than other forms of literature. A debatable point, but I don't understand how a paragraph of metaphor could ever be more moving or difficult to write than an entire novel of themed brilliance.


           So with this in mind, here is a small summary of my poetry so that people can read what they're most interested in. Click on the title to go to the poem.

In no particular order:

• The Obligatory Sex Poem - This is by far my most popular poem. It's mainly because it is funny and has the word 'sex' in it. This poem gets a lot of views from people typing 'sex poem' in on Google. Still, it's just a satire poem based on in the writing world there is an abundance of sexual poetry. So this is my take. (It's a little mature, but generally written for humour rather than revealing about me. Avoid this if you're a relative of mine though, might be awkward. :P)
• Mr Todd - This poem is probably one of my better crafted poems. It's a fan-fiction poem of Sweeny Todd, which is my favourite musical. It is rhythmic and probably one of my only good non-satire poems. It's based on the original story and the modern versions - so read this if you like Sweeny Todd.
• Peter Killigrew. Pirate and Post Office Worker - This is a poem from my 'alter-ego' at work. It's an accented poem, so difficult for some to read, and again, a satire. Peter Killigrew is a real historical pirate from the 18th century and he also ran the Falmouth post office, which was the main post office for the entirety of England at the time. Not much is really known about him, but this is my characterised version.
• My Horse Wears Converse All-Stars - This is another satire poem that I wrote a long while back. It's mainly a quirky poem with not much concern for animal accuracy. It's provided just to provoke a smile. So give it a read. :)
• Creative Procrastination - The title of this poem is based on the reason why I wrote it. I was procrastinating of writing something worthwhile, so instead - this came out. It's very short and feels more like a 'feedline'-'punchline' kind of joke.
• Bane Poetry - This is a satire of an 'emo' type poem, ironically writing poetry about why I dislike writing poetry. I don't actually dislike writing poetry, but you might want to  read this if you want to see how easy it is to have a popular poem on a writers website, even if it is crap.
• Spilled - This is the first real poem I every wrote when I was young and teenagerish and thought I was all deep and confusing and stuff. It sort of stems a few ideas of philosophy I had back before I knew philosophy is a thing. I'm a little embarrassed about this now, but I guess it's not bad for a 15 year old.
• Nobody is Lonely... Everyone is Alone - This poem is a satire about inside languages and friendship, highlighting annoying people and that sometimes you just need time to yourself. It's ideal as a poem if you're an introvert. And it's nicely structured... :P
• Ode To My Mum - This last one is a little poem I wrote for my mum for Mother's Day. It's just a little amusing, quirky and sweet generally. I avoided it being overly soppy, so I hid it under humour and this was the result. Probably one of the better ones to read as a relative of mine. :P

Thank you ever so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed at least two of these. If you liked one, don't hesitate to share it with someone; post it yourself somewhere if you like - so long as you credit me for it. :) Leave a comment on any of the poems if you like - spread the love or hate. I don't mind... :D

Ciao for now!

Organised My Blog!

Hello, peeps. 

Fo' shizzle 'n ting!

...Anyway.
So I've spent a rather long time organising this blog and my social network linkages thingy-ma-gig. So I'll give you a run down of the changes and ideas that went into it and why. Although it's not so different superficially - it's much easier for me and it's a little easier to navigate.

The main reason I've done and changed all this is partly because it was overdue, but also partly to keep myself organised. It's been over a year since I've started bloging and my posts seem to have averaged out at 2 posts a month. I'm hoping to raise this, but I am lazy - so we'll see. The main idea is that I've learned a bit over the past year on how to present myself a little better so I felt I need to kick up a little more professionalism in my internet presence. So here's the breakdown:

Social Networks:

First of all, I've been checking Tumblr everyday, so I'll be doing some posts on that and keeping up to date with it. You can follow my tumblr here. My Tumblr is also linked with my Facebook account and my Twitter account - and this blog is linked with my Youtube account (given that there is nothing of mine on there...yet.) This means that I can easily share data and keep on top of it all. This is far more useful for me than it is you. But don't forget to add me on everything... :D

Blog Update:

Here on this blog is where it counts. The major difference I've made it so make my writing more easily accessible and make this page easier to understand. To the left I've got easy to follow contact links for any questions or things you wanna share. There is also a mini-bio of me (of course) and I've changed my picture to my favourite current representation of my at the top of the page (Go me!)

I'm also considering changing the color scheme for titles from green to orange. While I prefer the colour green, I'm feeling that orange makes a better contract with the darkness on the page. You'll know if I change this before I do, whilst writing this (I'll decide later.)

With my page being a little less of a mess, I'm hoping people might find it in their heart to share my page more. Oh, and by the way - it's now easier to comment below certain blog posts. - All you have to do is click on title to make sure you're on the individual post and at the bottom there is a handy comments box.

 My Writing: 

Yes, this is the key part that involves you. I'm going to be putting up two posts in the next few days individualising my poetry and my short stories, but here is a rundown of the major changes I've made:

I've sorted out a neat list to the right hand side of my page categorising my 'Top Stories' which will eventually be my top ten best short stories as made for an 'online portfolio', and I've got my poetry underneath. Underneath this again I have other little stories or non-fiction works that are worthy of mention but I don't consider at all in my best.

I've posted up all my work on a separate blog that merely looks like an extension of this blog. This is because it's easier to just have a pure work on a page when you click the link to read it rather than when I post stuff in this main blog that comes with bonus notes that are not all relevant to the story.

My aim is to get to ten pieces of 'best' short story work when I go back to make sure they're all at the same standard. So please let me know if there are any mistakes or things you think could be changed. All comments are very useful. There are currently four works in progress being written.

And that is pretty much the jist of it.  Thank you ever so much for reading, and I hope you enjoy my writing. The next few blog posts will summarise what I've got so far. Thanks for reading and ciao for now!

'Your beard is good...'

     So recently, on Facebook I posted a few self-indulgent photographs of my face. And I shall follow them up here with an explanation of this activity. Basically, it's the longest my beard has been, ever. So because I needed to trim it off, I figured I'd have a little fun with it. My only regret is that my hair isn't longer - so as to make the look more complete on some of the pictures.

     I should also explain that the reason I cut it is because of the length of my hair not weighing of equivalent length and as I posted on facebook: "When you look in the mirror and the words 'Marxist revolutionist' spring to mind... Probably a good idea to trim the old beard."

     So with that in mind, before my current stubble look, I took a few pictures that can be seen below.

Here we have me looking like a fugitive. I went with a natural messy hair look with the 'M' front and the blurry pic with the unkempt beard. Perhaps I'm a captive, perhaps I'm in hiding, who knows?

This is the dictator look. With the large dark glasses (3D Cinema ones, obvs!) - wasn't quite sure what to do with my hair so I flattened it as much as possible to suggest I don't give a shit. And a serious expression. :P

Here we have the 'Viva La Revolution' photo, just stemming on the idea of revolutionist. I think it looks mildly amusing.

Finally here we have a doctored version of the above to make it more of a silhouette image, I call it the 'Che Guevara' - although admittedly I'm not quite left wing. And this is where I regret my hair not being longer to complete the look.

 And there you go. This is what happens when you back-comb your beard and mess around with a camera. Mildly unexciting, I know - but I haven't had a decent picture of myself for such a long time. :P

Thanks for reading.