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Struggling to think of things to write about today, maybe I'll knock up a few words on Cllr Bowyer, or delve into the creative desert that is the city of Plymouth. I don't know.

Need to think of something before the papers forget about me entirely. I wonder if my recent publication will assist my job application?

Had a nice relaxing Sunday today. Read the paper, drank coffee, spent two hours playing Battleships and Bowling with my nephew on Skype - you know, the usual.

What a day. I wouldn't necessarily call it a 'bad day', I've done lots of nice things with people I care about and have fun with, but I think this morning's rude awakening set the tone for the day. I seem to have not shaken the mood I was in writing the first of today's posts as I sat at my desk scowling into a mug of coffee.

There are so many things I am frustrated with. My lack of an income, my current lack of creativity, the fact that Plymouth fails entirely to excite me as a city should...I could go on. I think maybe I should move, but maybe I'm not ready to give up on Plymouth. The reason why I'm frustrated with it as a city is because I can see how amazing it could be. The Council's website talks extensively about Plymouth as a city of culture and rejuvenation, and details quite specifically how much money and time is being put into achieving this, but where are the results?

In the three years I have lived here little appears to have changed.

I think it's time for a letter to be written.