Finding out when ‘That’ll do’

Need

When being continually challenged I have a tendency to over-focus on things, big or small, worming themselves into every waking thought. I regularly try to draw comparison to others, set myself unrealistic standards & goals, and apply unreasonable self-pressure. A lot of this has to do with a constant feeling that I need to prove myself. That pesky imposter syndrome never quite seems to stop. But it’s not just to others, it’s also to me feeling that I need to challenge myself, succeed, stretch and keep progressing. There’s that word again, need, defined as ‘Require because it is essential or…


Learning to appreciate

A recent article I read, 100 Blocks a Day, had me thinking a little about the value of time and how I spent it, whether the ways I spent it bought me happiness. As my spare time has reduced quite drastically in the past year and a half I took stock. Some things were clearly beneficial and fun. Others things I felt rather hung up on. I didn’t want to react negatively, but trying different things out felt like a good thing. A few little changes felt like they could make a big difference.

It wasn’t too long ago that…


Previously Google advised against using a splash screen for your application. Nowadays it’s increasingly common to need to do some warm-up ‘work’. It may be a number of things, be it network pre-fetching, font initialisation, or cache cleaning. The first of Google’s applications I noticed doing this was YouTube. iOS is another story. Every app is required to have a splash screen while your application launches. Their ecosystem is used to it. Companies there have experimented with splash screens which show a skeleton of the eventual layout.

This is all in the name of responsiveness. Telling the user you’re doing…


An ongoing battle with anxiety

A taste of things to come

I first experienced anxiety when heading into my Grade 8 ‘Cello exam. I knew from that day that I’d failed. I didn’t feel myself. I was under practiced and under prepared. But that didn’t stop the hopefulness my mum radiated. I’d progressed as far playing in front of hundreds of people as Lead of the Cello section of the Hastings Area Youth Symphony Orchestra. But here I was, stumbling. I didn’t do well with failure — of course I’d failed in things, like sports, before. But it didn’t matter much to me because it wasn’t something I cared about. Things…


The Badgers were gathering. It was time. The weasels had been terrorising all the ground nesting birds that the Badgers had taken to rely on as their daytime guardians. Looking out for them and alerting them of any goings on that they thought would be useful. Often reporting foxes making use of the daylight to make a quick venture across the Badger’s territories.

Their chief informant was standing bravely at the entrance to their set. The Badgers could see her trembling at the knees but she chirped the news clearly. Trent had been listening with half an ear until the…


“It wouldn’t’ve’d happened if I’d been more careful!” Exclaimed Marvin to his herd. They collectively took a step back at the outburst. Wide eyed staring back at him one continued to chew. Its tail flicking at the flies on the hot summer’s day.

The pin for his trailer had snapped. Leaving a full load of hay spewing out in its wake. He cursed to himself squinting up at the relentless sun. He’d been so looking forward to his supper and a nice cool cider after his early start. But this far out he’d have another hour on his day to…


It had been a while since Edward had reached the age of trial. Tradition had it that he should traverse the needle range of mountains before his 20th year on earth. Many a man had been through it before. Most finish. But those who didn’t were never seen or heard from again.

His father had many deep scars from his venture. But refused to talk about the events that marked him for life. His father was a humble man, but was the chieftain of the tribe. He was wise with it, unlike other local tribes chiefs. His mother was also…


The family had been sat by the fireside that evening, dinner had been a hearty stew served with a good portion of mashed potato. Especially filling, and in keeping with the weather at the time. The fire was roaring merrily, letting out a warm glow filling the room. This was just the holiday that they’d been after. Katy, the mother, had been undergoing a lot of disruption at work with new joiners meaning the HR department she lead was under extra strain to get people settled in and processed. They’d just migrated to a newer ‘better’ solution than the one…


Tilly was trying her best to be brave but Mummi and Daddi weren’t aware of what was wrong. There had been a bit of a tiff outside with dem bloomin’ cats again. But this time there was an extra big winner. She’d never seeeen a cat as big as this one, and stripy too. And in HER garden!

She’d barked and barked at the cuffaw going on outside. Up until IT had shown up she was quite enjoying seeing her rival cat being swiped around. Although she didn’t like the other one much more; he didn’t stick around sunning himself…


This began on a freezing train journey. Each break point signifies a change of writer; starting with Ian.

The siren whined ever more fiercely as Laura printed down the street. The third night in a row she had been caught outside to the sound after seeing her latest infatuation, Thomas. The fear never felt any less intense in these times. The shattered houses around her were hard to see in the moonlight. Even with the light reflecting off the damp, charred bricks. The nearest shelter was a couple of streets away. Mothers and children poured out onto the street like…

Ian Field

Dabbling in creative writing, sharing experiences and also a Software Developer. http://ianfield.com

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