An update from the writer (+ other whimsy-like anecdotes).

By Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmithwrites@gmail.com

Well, we are hurtling to the end on 2025. Here the weather is getting hot – which as all arty people know – is bad for being artistically productive. The extra energy that the air brings takes away the top 5% brain function that good art requires.

This is why I haven’t posted for a long ten odd days now – so this is the perfect time for a ‘update post’ – it’s all filler but interesting none the less! (I hope).

Let me start with a little larf. Today I had a couple of laboring jobs, & as is my habit, I go to my local Chinese restaurant afterthe day is over for a tasty feed & a beer (I usually get a beer & a plate of Nasi-goreng for $20 0 a good deal eh?). As I have mentioned I like to have a chat with the staff, & I am basically a “VIP” there. What can I say – must be my natural charm (or is it the free english lessons & the cash from my wallet? yes probably that). Anyway today the interaction went like this:

“Hello Anton, do you want some cold water”

“Yes Yein that would be great – I’m parched”

“What does “parched” mean Anton?”

“I’ll tell you later, I’m too tired to explain”

“That’s ok – take a seat”

(I take my usual seat & she brings over a glass bottle of very cold chilled water. I open it pour some and take a quenching gulp).

“Ah that’s good, thanks Yien – it’s nice & cold too”

“Did you know in China we don’t like our water cold? We even have a saying for how warm water is better for you”

“Really? We in NZ have saying about drinking warm water too”

“Really??”

“Yes it goes like this….’We in NZ used to drink our water warm….BUT WE’RE NOT IN CHINA ANYMORE, ARE WE!!!”

Yien laughed at this bad, somewhat Americanised joke (Or shoudl I say ‘Americanized’), and I soon ate my usual tasty Nasi Goreng + cold beer (I usually prefer Asahi, or Steinlager, but this time I had a Heineken as they had run out),

Anyway so that was nice to hear someone laugh today. I told my mother the joke I made & she thought it was a bad joke (Mothers are always so brutally honest aren’t they).

I think I’ll leave it at that – other than to say that this year is the 5th year of my blog & as far as views/visits it’s been a record year by quite a margin – I think they are up by at least by 75% this year.

Thankyou to all the readers – yes there is a lot of bad stuff – but every now and then there is something ok or good (I hope). I am thinking more ‘slice of my life in my home town’ angles will be coming next year – the truth & small-town-grounded-ness angle really adds some intimacy I think.

Cheers & keep writing & reading – a great thing to do (lets do it while pens, paper, & keyboard clacks & characters on screens still exist!).

Yours Anton Martin Smith 8 Dec 11:36PM, Central Otago South Island NZ.

An update from the writer

Hello there fellow readers of creativity…..

I hope the world has shown its silver linings to the many gloomy clouds that abound…..

Things have been ok with me – the cold winter is gone & I manage to eke by with a few handyman jobs….

…..though I did get three wasp stings to my face on a job……

….I looked like “the elephant man for 2 days….

…..I learnt to wear a face covering while cutting back overgrowth in a back yard!

Outside that just normal family issues that a 47-year-old has (older parents being a major factor!).

BULLET POINT SITE NEWS TIME!

  • I have a cool update – I have added a link for “Buy me a coffee” at the permanent top right of the web page!
  • My novella/Novel is going well – XXXXXXSPOILER ALERT XXXXXXX I am up to the point where the AI computer speaks
  • The Site has had its 500th like
  • The site has already surpassed last years traffic/views by 20%
  • This weirdo is still happy writing (I won’t dare mention that thing writers get that has initials of W.B.)

So things are mostly ok overall, though I have been a little bad at networking…..this is a problem of writers…we don’t naturally do the networking thing well – which is bad for business….we can only try to incrementally improve on this. We need to put our ‘business hats’ on a little more, in the same way that a parent force feed their kids to ‘eat their veges’ – ‘they don’t like it but they have to do it for their health’ (or they used force feed us veges in my 80s 90s era).

Anywho…I will keep this short.

“Keep eating those WORDS WORDS WORDS – Less THEY EAT YOU”

Anton Martin Smith (my new pen name a small rejig of my real one)

p.s. thanks to all my new subscribers! I now have 54 I think!

“The Great Weirdo aka me Anton Martin Smith ”

My “PSTD” poem has been updated/improved….(a note)

Hi there HAPPY FRIDAY!

My latest poem has been updated – & definitely improved. Here is the link

https://antonmartinsmith.com/2025/08/12/my-so-called-ptsd-life-a-poem/

I’ve made it more reflective of how (in those dark few years) I felt when I was thirty five & living in a big foreign city (Melbourne). Melbourne is just like any of the dog-eat-dog big city, but it pretends to be a fluffy cat instead. Isn’t it weird how cities – usually big gnarly ones – delude themselves with some fake arsed-rosie-false-city-hall-marketing-a-fied image of themselves? Of course the ‘super serfs’ in these cities – the ones with ‘good incomes & alcohol’ like to pretend they are rich – but we’re onto them aren’t we! These types are at least good to write about. I guess people (other than the totally downtrodden – who see the truth becasue it’s kicking them hard daily) in big cities (like Melbourne) want to hide the fact they are, for the most part – living in mostly ‘just another run of the mill hamster treadmill’.

But then again, this self deception is normal behaviour for a human, a city, a nation. The brain (or culture) has to create a world which is inhabitable for its owner (s), & it will happily lie to its conscious layer. People (or a culture/society) would rather go insane that to recognise an unpalettable truth: A Big Western City – Like Melbourne Australia – Is At Best A ‘Polished Turd’.

All this makes me want to dress like a serf & haul a giant placard down Bourke St, then stop when I’m in front of MYERS DEPARTMENT STORE & hold up the sign that says:

OH THE DEPRESSIVE GLORY OF IT ALL!!!

IT’S ALL A GAME!!!

CHEAP THRILLS WALLOW SWEETLY,

IN THE RICH HEARTY SOILS OF:

MELBOURNE CBD STYLE NIHILISM!!!

SCREW THE CORPORATE PIGS!!!

(ok I’m too lazy to actually do that).

I will keep this short & quit whiel i’m ahead (behind?) – so enjoy the updated version of the poem!

‘May the creativity live with you’

Martin Anton Smith (aka Anton Martin Smith)

P.s. The ‘main image’ of the poem was created via ‘Grok’ AI – the people of Melbourne may recognise the background as “Flinders Street station”, & the cities flagship newspaper. It’s quite a good image.

A Note about my latest short story ‘A Writer’s Weekend’ + a simple ‘Thanks and Hello’.

Two days ago, I posted my latest short story & as of tonight – the first final draft is completed (link at bottom of text). So if you read the first totally incomplete version – then please please please read the below version in its more finished format. The Short story is approx 2000 words & is inspired by real life events – I did indeed go on a writer’s holiday last week – would it be correct to say that this is ‘based on a true story’? Maybe. Is it more correct to say it is a ‘Dramitised version of real events’ – probably.

Anyway – I want to say a quick thankyou to all those who read my work. I really appreciate it & have been working hard to pump out just over one piece every week on average. This year I have again grown the viewership, number of posts & subscribers. I am thrilled that even one person has read any of my work.

I only have one complaint – I don’t get enough comments! Maybe this is because I need to buy a domain, part with a dew dollars. I should indeed do this natural step. Perhaps I’m hiding too much. Perhaps I am ‘afraid of success’. There’s no doubt truth in this. I guess that is the hardest step in a writers life – to put themselves fully out there.

I think we unknown bloggers/writers feel like sole wandering ants, looking over at the anthills we should be inhabiting, & feeling a mix of anxiety & comfort at our situations. But that’s what’s great about this community – we can all help each other get better.

God bless & have a great holiday season & be sure to give yourself a writers weekend, even if it’s a ‘staycation writers weekend’!

Yours

Martin Anton Smith 12 Dec 2024 from the South Island of New Zealand.