Housekeeping Update: I have added a narration in my own voice.

So I finally got around to it – I’ve recorded my voice reading of one of my posts.

The post in question? It’s the recent one about how much a curse it is to have brains in this world.

I have posted the mp3 file here and the link to the original post.

I could only be bothered doing two read throughs – so I do flub a couple of lines.

It’s very hard to read for ten minutes without making a single mistake.

But I ain’t gonna spend forever doing narrations.

Anywho here are the links:

I hope you enjoy.

In theory it should probably be edited more.

“I’ve Bin Busy” (An Update – Blog Post)

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by Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmith@gmail.com or martinantonsmith@gmail.com

QUICK (WordPress AI GENERATED) SUMMARY: In his recent update, Anton shares his busy week involving home renovations, guitar playing, and writing a serialized story on alternative history. He reflects on struggles with music theory and cleaning up after DIY projects while expressing gratitude for his growing audience, especially in the U.S. Amid challenges, he appreciates creativity and companionship, including his cat, Squeeky.

Now the 100% Human (I guess I am human)written Blog Starts Here:

Hi all.

Well what have I been doing? Well I’ve bin busy! I’ve covered a lot of bases this week. I’ve hd my usual domestic tasks of trying to do the basics well – home cooked meals, getting to the supermarket, working on my home reno project. Over and above the basics I’ve got the old electric guitar out again (recently I pulled it out after not playing for two years). Let me talk of electric guitars.

So I know i have a problem with playing guitar – long ago I got to the point where I learnt the basics, well SOME of them. I know what’s in key or not BUT I still can’t play bar chords. The problem is a guitar is not designed very well to ply bar chords. My fingers don’t like them. So I can only play the powers cords, notes AND the basic chords on fret one and two. I don’t really have any appreciation for the I iii IV chord sequence etc. You see the problem with music theory is you hi the HARD PART and then it’s a grind. I started guitar too late. It is what is is. So my history has been 1) Bad cover versions 2) Writing bad half good guitar tracks. So really I simply jangle about for fun – I like to play some overdrive riffs, then I add a few notes. It is what it is. Maybe one day I’ll be bothered to learn guitar properly. You can’t win ’em all. Maybe I just don’t like how to be a good musician you have to ignore all other parts of life – and I like to do lots of different things. Ok enough about that.

What else – well I’ve been working on my reno project – this week I painted some tired looking wooden storage racks. It IS amazing what a lick of paint does. It’s boring so I’ll stop talking about that.

I also am trying to deep clean all the “Gib Dust” (i.e. powdered plaster) that has gone through my room because I decided to do my own ceiling replacement job. I did th “Joint Plastering” and “Drywalling” myself. We calling it Gib-Fixing and Gib Stopping in NZ/Oz. The fine particles are everywhere. I’m bad at cleaning at the best of times. Did I mention I was also sleeping in the room while I did the job? That’s a tricky process where you try to live in one half on the room while you work on the other, with a canvas sheet sectioning off the messy dusty area from the living/sleping area. It only half works. The dust seeps through. Ok enough about that.

On a writing front I’ve came up with a new idea for a serialized story. It’s what might be called ‘alt-historic political fiction’. i.e it’s half based on real life and characters but half not. So the half true part is Thatcher and English Politics and society in the mid nineteen eighties. With these things you come up with the story as you write it. Actually I wrote part 1 a week ago and then went back tonight to finish and improve/add to it. I’ll post the link here:

Anyway I’ve tried to be humorous with a nod to reality as well. Not much point in banging on about it. Go read it (I’m beggin of you!). I plan to record it as a voice file in my own voice – give me a few days for that.

Outside that – the site is going well. You Americans seem to like my stuff. That’s awesome! Say what you like about the Americans – they are great supporters or the arts which includes writing (of course!). American traffic is actually 6X as much as the next country – NZ (my home country). Weirdly Australia doesn’t like me – but I’m not so surprised – I don’t thing they are massive readers per capita (but I might be wrong). Of course my site is tiny overall. I should probably be on Substack – maybe one day (I actually do have an unused account). Anyway – thanks to you Yanks! Maybe it’s just because I mention Bukowski all the time? He was very good after all a great feather ruffler!

Other that that I’m just trying to survive. This is not easy these days. Especially in small town NZ. Especially since you can’t work in a offices anymore and you find working with others too toxic. Oh well – maybe I’ll get more handyman/garden work this season. So long as I don’t die under a bridge I guess. At least I’ve made it to age forty-eight this August. Almost fifty. Man time is being eaten up like some giant bookworm might eat up entire chapters of Buk’s ‘Ham On Rye’ every five seconds or so. I always lament how hard it is to just survive in NZ. In my more black minded moment I think it’s like we never made it out of the ‘Great Depression’ of the nineteen-thirties…..well perhaps it’s not that bad…we did boom in the fifties…maybe we’ve never got out of the ‘oil shock era’ of the mid nineteen-seventies. That’s fifty years of eating mince on toast. Oh well thank god I’m a quasi-bohemian who doesn’t need a fancy Maserati and trips to the South of France. My mind can conjour up enough fantasies and ideas of various types I guess. I just wish I had more people do have conversations about ideas and the world with. Oh well at least the internet is here to (potentially) reach billions.

Anyway that’s covered a few bases. I’ll update you more later! Good luck on your creative pursuits and the books/writing you are reading.

Oh I should mention my cat ‘Squeeky’ is well. Cats are great little furry things. They are like real life angels looking over us – are they not? Except when they are ‘hangry’ of course.

Take Care All!

Anton Martin Smith Sat 22 Aug 2026 11:48Pm

Update about a recent Post (an update)

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Please be advised I have greatly improved the post that was called “The Poet’s Daily Drop: A Revolutionary Ale?” – it has been renamed the “The Revolutionary Speech That Wasn’t” click below. The prior piece was very unfinished and the new version is far better – even if I do say so myself (flagrant self promotion is in these days ain’t it?).

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.