My Own Kind Of Magic

To me, there’s nothing that feels quite as satisfying as writing, specifically fiction. I don’t personally believe in predestination, but more than anything else, writing feels like what I was made for. It’s why I get so frustrated at my inability to remain focused on one project long enough to write a novel. It’s the metric by which I measure my worth as a human being, although I probably shouldn’t.

It’s early days, far too early to pat myself on the back just yet, but with this Multifarious Mind project, I feel this innate sensation of reclaimed identity. It began when my friend asked me to go over a script they were writing with them. The simple act of offering a second perspective on their superb work was enough to reignite the creative fire within me, and so I created Excerpts From A Multifarious Mind with the knowledge of everything I’ve learned about myself over the last few years to help keep that fire alive.

I can’t quite explain what it feels like to write stories. When I have an idea that I need to get out, and I’m a thousand words deep with plenty left to tell, I feel like the universe clicks in a way which it rarely does. I’ve heard artists talk the same way about sketching or painting, and I’m sure musicians feel the same about songwriting. It’s the closest thing we’ve got to magic, I suppose.

Whenever I talk about this, people ask me if I’m going to take it further, write a novel, become world famous etc etc. Well last year, I tried to force my mind to remain focused on a novel. Chapter one went great. Chapter two, excellent. Chapter three was okay, but could use some work. Which I’d get back to, of course. Which I never did. (And I know not all novels are written sequentially, but that’s what made sense to me.)

Right now, I’m not writing for any reason other than for the love of it. I hope people read what I make, but even if my blog gets no hits and my videos get no views, I’ll be happy to keep going. Right now, writing just makes me feel alive. I hope I never lose that.

And if I stumble, and lose my grip on this part of my identity yet again, I can feel secure in knowing it’s within reach for when I want another try.

A Change of Name

Perpetually Perturbed is a blog name I’ve had in my mind for a few months now, and the only thing that stopped me from using it was the importance of my name coming up on Google. The old name (and new tagline), Kristian Richmond’s Musings and Meanderings, was not only a mouthful but incredibly ham-fisted. The only reason for this was because I wanted anyone who was searching for me (that’s you, future employer!) to be able to find this blog easily as an example of my non fictive writing.

Well anyway, fast forward to today’s somewhat less than mind-blowing seminar about making a WordPress blog. Whilst learning all about how to make a WordPress account, I came to realise that since I have my full name as the domain name for this site, I don’t really need it in the title, too. So I went with the idea that’s been floating in my head for a while, and now the place feels fresh.

There have been and may be more changes to the blog coming soon, depending on what this theme supports and allows me to do. Watch this space! And if you’re ever curious about just what changes I have made, I record all of it on the Changelog page.