All posts by kotersey

I grew up in Poland, then went to a boarding school in North Yorkshire and studied briefly at the University of Edinburgh to find myself drop out to grow organic leeks in rural Wales. Now returning to education to study Environmental Science at Newcastle University. I write about what I hate, draw cartoons about it, and still read Judy Moody with passion.

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‘S been a while.

When I was watering my balcony plants some water was impatient to get out and it got onto the draft of this. Hence the bloomin’ wavy look.
I tried to fix this but I suppose the only way to actually make nice looking cartoons is to switch to the digital tools, which I don’t have, so .

I hate summer

The sun is stubborn and it doesn’t want to set.

Wearing loose cotton trousers feels like wearing sweaty lycra.

The only way to feel wind on your skin is to go on a run; but running also means setting your body on fire.

Even abandoning the outside for your computer doesn’t work; your laptop sounds like a plane about to fly.

You expose your boneless neck to strangers and colleagues. Nothing is more embarrassing than this.

You bend over, trying to mask the abdomen poking through your shirt. Now you look like a fat camel.

I hate summer this time.

Writing is for

I don’t believe in writing for the sake of writing. I don’t believe this makes any sense. Words were invented to get across ideas, not words. Stories and books are not solely for impressing people; words have the potential to impress, and they can do so on their own. But if you find yourself impressed by the wording but not moved to think, you could perhaps have found a better book.