Once upon a time, I had a normal life.

A relatively normal life.

OK, fine, a semblance of a normal life that’s actually a bit nerdy and old-fashioned and packed full of random roadtrips.

Now? Now, I have a #sewingvloggerlife.

There was no gradual change to this new life. No, it just rocked up on my doorstep, let itself in and made itself at home. And just like that, I went from someone who liked a little bit of sewing and knitting and also happened to own a camera to someone with a #sewingvloggerlife and an ovewhelming suspicion that nothing was ever going to be the same again.

But what does a #sewingvloggerlife look like?

In my case, it began with showing everyone my underwear. Continue reading

Seven Tips for Beginner Vloggers

Welcome to the shiny new home of Katie Writes Stuff! To celebrate this move, I thought I’d kick things off with something a little different: a sewing vlog.

This may not make a lot of sense, given that I’m meant to be introducing you to my all-new, all-singing-and-dancing blog home. However, this vlog neatly combines most of my favourite things: roadtripping, vintage knitting and sewing, and op shopping (or thrifting, or whatever you call it in your neck of the woods). And if you add in the fact that I recorded it on a camera, then I’ve included photography as well. So it has a little bit of everything, which is coincidentally exactly what you can expect on the blog.

(I’d love to say this was my plan all along, but I really just thought of it a moment ago.)

But why a vlog, all of a sudden? Continue reading

Vlog Time: Failing NaNoWriMo

We all know about NaNoWriMo, right?  That crazy time of year (known to normal people as ‘November’) when people around the world decide to write a 50,000 word novel in thirty days?  Yeah, that.  For the last two years, I’ve decided that it’s a thing that should happen to me.

Last year, it happened successfully, despite the fact I decided join in one third of the way through November.

This year, it wasn’t quite as successful, despite starting right at the beginning of the month.  So I could be annoyed by this and disappointed at my failure and this would seem to be an appropriate reaction, something along the lines of the feelings I experience when I go to take a sip of my tea and realise that I’ve drunk it all without noticing.

“I’ve failed NaNoWriMo!” I declared to all and sundry, which resulted in roughly ten percent understanding nods and ninety percent bewildered looks.

And then I thought about it.  In spite of one migraine, full-time work, several clarinet lessons, four four-hour band rehearsals, one friend’s music concert, a barbeque with the in-laws and extra rehearsals for Maroondah Carols, I managed to write 45,000 words of a story that has pretty much hijacked my imagination.  And that doesn’t feel like failing after all.

So I did the logical thing and made a vlog about it.

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