‘He bit off more than he could chew’ will be my epitaph. I can just see it now.

Maybe I’m going through a mid-project crisis but this feeling is all too familiar. Today began with an interview with Dick Smith regarding his recent support of Julian Assange. This was followed by conversations with John Shipton (Julian Assange’s father), Jen Robinson (rockstar Human Rights lawyer), Mick Curran (the Mayor of Gympie), John Blunt (actor and musician), Daryl Dodt (Gympie GP and Councillor)  and multiple artists and agencies (for my music related responsibilities) – just for starters.

My brain hurts.

I had 2 jobs to do today: write 3 assessment pieces for Jschool and book 2 music festivals. Somehow, my subjects and interviews were exponentially larger than they needed to be. This level of detail and content is far greater than anything I can compact into these assignments. The bands will also far exceed the expectations of my local community.

What is it about my makeup that does this kind of thing? I’m genuinely not trying to show off.
Are there any of you that do the same thing?

Do you – a humble vessel traversing a sea of information – ever feel overwhelmed at the bar you have set for yourself?
Do you kick yourself when you over-complicate simple projects?


So far nothing has fallen off. I am noticing a few more grey hairs in the mirror every morning though.

Maybe it’s the ungodly amount of caffeine I’ve consumed clashing with my ADD. Maybe it’s the lack of exercise I’ve done. Maybe my blood sugar has flat-lined after forgetting to eat and getting hyper focussed on the interviews.

Or maybe, just maybe, I need to learn how to temper myself just a little bit better.

UPDATE: I just ate. I’m halfway through writing up my interviews. Life is wonderful. Today was productive. I wonder what mischief I can get up to tomorrow!

“Journalism will kill you, but it will keep you alive while you’re at it.” –  Horace Greeley