- 2025-10-25
- Note, this started as morning pages and now has become something Iām adding to throughout the day
1 - Writing more, why?
- I maybe want to start writing more. I maybe want to write more substacks.
- (E.g., I wrote Should I intentionally tweet better? 2025-10-24 yesterday)
- Ok, what is the āmaybeā here? That smells like bullshit to me.
- What do I want?
I want to take myself more seriously
- I want to take myself more seriously. What does that mean? How does that relate to substack?
- There have been times where Iāve felt like āwell, I have nothing to say, nothing to write aboutā. And then, Iāve sat down to do something like āhit publishā, which we did at Ship It Week, only to discover that of course I have things to say, of course I have things in my system. Iām always a guy who has a bunch of recently lived experience, aliveness in my system, resonances, nascent insights, memories, etc.
- So, I want to take my nascent insights more seriously. I have a sense that there is a lot of, letās call it unprocessed gold ore inside of me. Itās subtle, itās granular, itās those little grains that a gold prospector would have to patiently sift to discover. So itās easy when I look at the stream of my experience to me like āidk dude, nothing there but a bunch of mudā. But be patient, slow down, sift through the dregs for a while, and youāll find a grain of gold, and then some more, and perhaps your eyes adjust and you can spot them more quickly, and perhaps after a while you have enough to smelt some small thing, a little ring or pendant, not profound, not a weighty ingot, but still, something meaningful to you, perhaps to a loved one or two as well.
- And so then you can make your life be about this process of finding the gold, and as time passes youāll become more and more golden, perhaps one day you will even be decked out in golden armour and cast a lovely golden glow whereever you are (to be a little hyperbolic with it).
- By default, I live in a muddy stream, a feeling that thereās nothing of value here yet, that I need to look out there, see if witnessing someone elseās bounty will cause some change in me. But perhaps the path is always to look within, to honour the⦠blah blah, something something, this is starting to feel too effortful. First draft vibes innit just morning pages innit
I donāt want to write more substacks
- āWriting substacksā is not a terminal goal. I donāt want to write substacks for the sake of writing substacks.
- I want to have more important things to share. I want to have more profound insights where Iām like āholy shit, I need to write about thisā, and I write it in a frenzy - this is how all my best stuff has been written
- And how do you have more profound insights? Perhaps itās as simple as showing up at the stream every day and patiently sifting through the mud.
- And how do you enjoy that process enough to do it daily? Well, one way could be by cherishing what you discover along the way. I feel really pleased with this gold prospector analogy, for example. Perhaps I could turn it into a tweet, a way to share it, make it relational, make it real.
- Sift through mud
- Cherish and share the little grains you find
- Over time, smelt the grains into things of beauty and value
Ok then, letās polish and tweet something
I have a sense that there is a lot of, letās call it unprocessed gold, inside of me. Itās subtle, itās granular, itās those little grains that a gold prospector would have to patiently sift to discover. So itās easy, when I look at the stream of my life, to think like āidk dude, nothing there but a bunch of mudā. But if Iām patient, if I slow down, if I sift through the dregs for a while, Iāll spot a grain, and then a few more, and perhaps with time my eyes will adjust and Iāll find them more quickly, and perhaps after a while Iāll have enough to smelt some small thing, a little ring or pendant, not profound, not a weighty ingot, but still, something meaningful to me, perhaps to a loved one or two as well.
And with time, as my store of golden trinkets grows, I will stop doubting the stream, will stop feeling that I must look elsewhere; the beauty of this stream will be self-evident, and I will always have access to it, this profound source of wealth, ever-present, ever-changing. I will wear my suit of golden armour and cast a warm light wherever I go.
Tweeted
Boom, tweeted. That was a very satisfying writing process! Tweaked a whole bunch. E.g., the final sentence was āI will wear a suit of golden armour and cast a warm glow wherever I go.ā, and I didnāt like how āglowā and āgoā rhymed right at the end, it felt kinda trite. And I changed it from āa suitā to āmy suitā which felt better somehow. I really enjoy this shit!
How many likes do I think thisāll get?
- My median tweet gets 9 likes (as per Should I intentionally tweet better? 2025-10-24)
- Iād be sad if this didnāt get 20 likes, because this is easily 2x better than my median tweet
- Itās long though, and I donāt think itās that grabby. Itās like, who is this guy, whatās he on about

- Like, the āshow moreā fight kinda fuck me, I donāt think this opening is all that grabby
- Also, itās not clear straight away that this is about writing morning pages
- Itās a little like, over-egged, over-the-top, idk
- I think the little ring or pendant bit. I like that the āstop doubting the stream, stop looking externallyā rhymes with a lot of stuff in my head (maybe I should have pointed at these more clearly)
- It feels maybe vague and non-actionable, but then again, it also feels like the āwearing golden armour and casting a lightā is a nice like, aspirational image
Stuff like this can do ~not that well
- Iām really quite proud of 01. To be a boomer but stuff like this can be non-attention-grabbing enough for twitter IMO
- Like, youāre scrolling and see this and are invited to slow down and read a whole-ass thing, much easier to scroll away
- I donāt necessarily care - Iām proud of todayās golden trinket, it feels like an important part of the process, and I donāt think I could have forced it to be any other kind of thing
Pride
- Iāve read the above thing (which Iāve now ported to a vignette - 14. Gold prospecting) twice since publishing it and I feel proud of it! I like how it ends, I like the feeling it gives me. Good shit
Length
- Thatās not a tweet, itās a vignette. Maybe if I write a vignette, also finding some tweet-sized things within it
2 - Leave me alone (mum)
- I have a lot of āleave me aloneā energy at the EA Hotel - like, itās not just a neutral feeling of not wanting to talk, itās a prickly spikey feeling of āleave me aloneā, and of āyou canāt force me to do thingsā
- When I was a kid/teenager, Iād have to go on walks with my mum 1:1, because she was lonely and sad etc, and I didnāt have any say in the matter, and Iād have to pretend to want to, etc. So I now carry a lot of like, allergy at the idea of being stuck somewhere, of not having a way out, etc
- Iāll work on this with IFS and Focusing etc, itās cool, I donāt need to āsolveā it, youāre allowed to have flaws and quirks, even if they make you kinda unpleasant
Tweeting something
- Tweet:
- In childhood I had to emotionally support lonely family members despite not wanting to (because hey, itās not fun to be relied upon to support sad adults when youāre a kid), and I still carry a lot of āleave me aloneā energy in my system which often makes me a prickly presence
- Nice, this is actually tweet-shaped, rather than a vignette
- Maybe Iāll turn it into a thread
3 - I donāt need to talk to people
- I have a sense that I donāt need to have more conversations atm, conversations with people arenāt where Iām bottlenecked. I feel like I have enough friends, enough mentors, enough stuff in my head, and now I want to go heads down and figure some stuff out, get serious about my wyrd etc
- I have friends who I like talking to/messaging every day, I have weekly calls, mentors etc. Socially I feel full! And that can feel weird when living in a community - arriving already feeling socially full, to me, thereās a sense of āI should make these people a key part of my life, right?ā - but currently, I donāt want to
4 - I donāt care about some things
- I donāt care about it being a sunny day. āOmg, itās a sunny day today, we need to get outside!ā has never resonated for me
- I donāt care about views and sights ā seeing nice sights on holiday, seeing a āgreatā view from the top of a hill, seeing the sea etc, this stuff has never felt significant to me. I think that writing, music, romance feel compelling to me in ways that this kind of stuff just doesnāt at all
