Please remove girls…

A fare warning before you start to read through this… I may or may not be slightly intoxicated whilst writing this. Although, I don’t really get “drunk” as such, it does indeed relax you and cause you to do things, that you don’t usually do… Like write a post on the internet about a girl.

I’ve been spending the week at an important event. If you’re following me on the various social networks I use, you should know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, well go take a gander at my twitter… See, the thing is, I had intended to get quite a lot done during the week. I’ve got a novel that has a lot of editing to be done. I was planning on spending time in a coffee shop and writing for a day. I also planned to visit the De Young Art Museum. These things, I did not really do. Why? Because I was distracted… See, when I arrived at the main keynote event, I walked past, a girl. (A girl, okay, so what?) Yes, to the average person, it’s quite over the top for me to have such a reaction, but this story continues. See, she reminded me of someone who inspired a character, in something I’m currently writing. What did I do? I went up and asked her what time the event starts (yes, I already knew the answer to such a question). Time carried on… But day two, I went to an event of the bottom floor. I bumped into that very same girl. What did I do, I went up and said hi… I managed to make through a conversation for a good ten minutes or so, until leaving her to carry on working… Day three. The short period of learning about this new found interest had thoroughly overtaken my ability to focus on anything. I came up with questions and problems I needed answered just so that I could be on the same floor and “accidentally” bump into said interest. We got past the unknown void of introductions and made it to learning each others names. Then… I asked her out. Yes, I asked if she wanted to go out sometime. What happened? Well, she has my number…

Time carried on. I managed to “bump” into her once more before and ask if she was free one of the days before I went home. Unfortunately the answer was no. I thought, hmm, well we can still talk through the joy of technology that we are here for. But, I finally saw her at a concert. After having a few beers with friends, they managed to convince me to wander up and say hi. Should I have done that? Well, yes… Because I was able to see her flirting with another colleague. Ah yes… See, girls, can be frustrating (oh boy). And I would like to ask something. Please, remove girls… Well, remove the wild hormones that cause such chaos as this. I have things to do, and a life to live.

– Michael Topschij.

A Writer’s Review: The Haters

Acr297196509774415983Well, I’ve successfully landed in San Francisco ahead of a large conference for work (it does involve a fruit company). I spent the trip over reading a novel; “The Haters” by Jesse Andrews. I’ll admit, making my way through the first few chapters, I was held back with anticipation for what was to come. There was a lot of lingo used throughout that I thought was perhaps overused to deliver a point. But, that thankfully faded out. As the character Ashley was introduced, the novel started to turn quickly with interest. (Why do female characters always change things?) The novel was easy to follow along with, which is something I admire in a story. The story did something which I value, and that was take me somewhere different. I read, and as I did, I pictured things, places, people. I saw the characters and watched what was going on. I felt the emotion of what they were going through, and definitely found myself laughing (quietly whilst on a plane) to some well written moments within the story. I admire this work, and as with any novel, it is added to my collection. I actually have not read Jesse Andrews first work, but this inclines me to do so. That, is excellent work of a novel.

– Michael Topschij.

Don’t hold me back.

Spent some time writing a small entry for a local competition. Thought it may be worth or of interest to share. Enjoy.

There’s some inherit limitation to my age that seems like the entire world is pushed down on restricting what I can achieve. It’s as if I’m permanently locked away until the numbers on my birth certificate are acceptable to the people that matter. My failure to stay in the hotel near Annabel seemed to be the final straw in my building frustration. Am I too young, have I grown up too fast? Every single thing, that is of value to me right now, is plainly and simply out of reach.

“I could just ask my parents, we do have a spare room.”

“Anna, your Mom and Dad have already expressed a really big objection to the fact that we are going out. The fact that I am traveling to visit you will be yet another thing I’m sure will spark them off. Then your asking for me to stay, with you… Surely you can imagine every single thing that your dad will say.”

“It’s so frustrating. They don’t want us to be going out, because of what, our age? Does our age indicate our maturity?”

“Maybe I’m too young to be in love with you.” She paused for a moment and looked to the ground. Her hand pushed her hair behind her ear, whilst a smile came upon her face. There was nothing untoward about that, but I always adored when she did such a thing.

“You know how I feel when you use that word.” She replied.

“It makes you smile. As long as it continues to do just that, I will continue to use that word.”

“And that’s how I know you’re old enough.”
“That word?”
“Not that word, it’s how you choose, to use it.”
“If only the world thought like you. If only, I wasn’t seventeen.”

– Michael Topschij.

Entry into the blogging world.

Well, the beginning is here. It’s one of those posts that need to be made, even though, they aren’t of much use. I did some thinking on what the purpose of the blog would be. And quite simply, I think it could be somewhere to write (Insert “Really? No S***” comment here). To be more specific, you write novels, and then you write things that aren’t novels. And I think this is the perfect platform for that. I remember reading one of my favorite novels by author Jennifer Niven called All The Bright Places.  It slightly sparked the interest in the world of blogging. The character Violet blogged, and it reminded me, blogging is actually quite fun.

In all honesty, I’ve blogged before. I feel unexcited about the reputation. But sometimes, you have to ignore that and realize it’s part of you. Quite simply, a game by the name of “Club Penguin“. I played it for many years, and it even contributed to the corporate work that I do now. But I actually blogged about that very game! It was something that I enjoyed when I was younger for quite a few years. I don’t despise it or regret it, but I’m glad to have moved on at the age of 20.

I do not imagine that this will be somewhere that I’ll be making posts every day, with the goal of building an exuberant following. But rather making posts when the need is there. When something needs to be said, or thoughts need to be shared.

– Michael Topschij. 

A Nerd’s New Toy: The iPad Pro

Apple recently introduced an all new version of the iPad, called the iPad Pro. Essentially, the iPad Pro is a powerhouse machine that starts to bring the iPad into the level of laptops and notebook computers. They’ve also given us a new tool that works with this, called the Apple Pencil. I was very excited to receive mine this morning.

The very first impression, is that this is huge. It’s a monumentally sized screen. 12.9 inches to be precise. I’ve shown this to family and shared with friends, whom have all been gobsmacked with the size of the screen. The first reply I give; “Movies are going to be great though wouldn’t they?” And indeed they are. It’s a fantastic screen size, and something that is a wonderful canvas for the Apple Pencil.

The first impression when picking up the pencil, is the luxury of it. It’s a weighty tool and feels like a premium device to use with the iPad. The very first concern I had for tasks like drawing, was that resting my hand on the screen (like you would with pen and paper) would cause a problem. Quite simply, no. It works, and that’s all I need to say. The only con I would say about this entire experience, would be the hit to my bank account. Non of this is particularly cheap, and this is the most expensive iPad apple has ever made.

– Michael Topschij.