An assortment of writing totems

I stumbled across my writing box again today. (Yes, I have a writing box. Who doesn't?) Having been buried since November's Nanowrimo, I dusted it off and looked through it. And nestled on top of a sheet of paper, were my four special writing totems. Each totem was given to me by someone and each one now reflects a different part of writing. And here, in no particular order, they are:

Evil change to blog #1 - Jump breaks

So, in an attempt to cut down on front page clutter and a devious way to force interested readers to go on the page to read each article in full (which means I get to see more stats), I have started to add jump breaks to things! I've done this to the current 7 posts on the main page because I'm too lazy to do all of them. Except for this, because I've kept it (relatively) short.
Blog change announcement over. That is all.

Theme Parks - Way too much exercise!

Having recently been to a theme park, I feel like this is a topic I have a good knowledge of. Theme parks are a lot of work and are very tiring! This may seem odd at first - after all, most rides involve sitting down - but when you really break it down, you can find many pyschially challenging activities in theme parks.

The fun bits of shooting

By shooting, I here mean ISSF rifle shooting, at paper targets (the poor defenceless things!). This is a sport (yes, it is a sport even though I spend an hour and 15 minutes trying not to move at all) I've been doing for several years so it's kinda obvious that I enjoy it. So, for the purpose of informing others, here is a list of things I like about shooting:

The travelling fountain pens - Some things were never meant to fly

So, when I went on holidays recently, I decided to treat my fountain pens to a trip as well. I love my fountain pens (I took both to be fair to them even though my red one is my favourite [don't tell the other!]) and I intended to do some writing whilst abroad so it seemed like a good idea.
It wasn't.

Why umbrellas are selfish

As I said in this post, I love rain. So it's understandable that I'm naturally against umbrellas and haven't used one in 5 years. But I do feel that there is more of a reason to dislike umbrellas than the fact that they block the rain: Umbrellas are one of the more selfish inventions to have been created.

Instinctive response and their consequences

A.S. (I think I made this up, but I'm hoping it's ante script [before text]...) Advance warning but this is yet another post on exams. I promise it's the last one for this year and that I'll get back to writing semi-regularly! Damned exams...
So, you know how in an exam you're in absolute silence or else. No scraping your chair, no excessively noisy page turning or pen scratching, no kicking the metal table legs (which is a bad idea anyway, considering how unstable our exam tables are). Even drinking water too loudly gets you a stern glare from the invigilators. So it goes without saying that actually talking and communicating with someone is the exam equivilant of a mortal sin. The only thing that would get you in more trouble would be a phone, smuggling in notes elaborately tattooed on your hand or running around the exam hall shouting like a lunatic.