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Bernie J Mitchell

How To Develop An Epic Content Creation Process

How To Develop An Epic Content Creation Process

At our weekly London Bloggers MeetUp, I keep getting asked how I write a blog post, and I never have an answer. I can’t bullshit my answer anymore. I realized that even after all this time I don't have a system or process for writing a blog post. The same goes for building a podcast episode. I have got together with my freelancing coworking buddies Cat and Trevor to sort this out on our the OuiShare Radio Write Club podcast here. Stop Reading And Pondering Even after all the productivity

OK, Let's Get Going!

OK, Let's get going! It is high time to reboot my weekly newsletter, I know you have not called to ask me where it is, but it works so well for keeping connected with you, I miss it. And You. I like the way you hit reply, ask me questions and, as much as I hate using email, I love reading your answers to this email. Like hit reply and tell me ‘What are you reading this month?’ Getting Knocked Sideways I have a tremendous urge to moan on about where I have been, but I’ll spare you that. The

What Happened When I Woke Up From My 30 Year Coma — Untitled design (6)

What Happened When I Woke Up From My 30 Year Coma

My issue with Time. This time it is an even bigger issue. I seem to have lost 30 years of my life. In 2018, I was woken up after falling into a coma when I was 13. For the last six months, I have been entertaining this radical thought. There is a core part of me that cannot quite grasp what has been happening to me for the last 25 years or so. I did discover alcohol, Marlboro Red’s and recreational pharmaceuticals then, progressing up the drug taking leaderboard until I stopped in 2006 and

How I Beat Depression In 10 Easy Steps (That Only Took Five Years)

So to kick off, I have been on my way to writing this next Sunday post for something like six weeks. What got in the way? I stopped taking anti-depressants for the first time in five years, I felt fine but was waiting for some crash. I was a little concerned I'd write to you in a blaze of triumph and then be hiding under the covers hating myself. I also had to think about how to write this post, so I went for a list of what worked for me. Just to be clear this is what is working for me, and

Find Your Voice, My Plan For The Next 12 Months

In this post, I’m going to share with you the next 12 months of my podcast plan for my website, before I am even ready to go. Even just writing that hurts. The next 12 months are about “how to find your voice” something I have been procrastinating on for years. Leading with a “find your voice” topic is hard for me. I always think I should have 'found my voice’ before talking about how you might find yours. But both of those are wrong. Building The Plane All the people I deeply admire and

This Is The Ultimate Productivity Tip For You (And It's Free)

Last week I shared about the one easy thing you can do to make you come alive, and this has been drilling my head all week. What Is The One Thing? The one thing is 'stop complaining'. But it is more than that; it is 'go on a no complaint diet' an idea I picked up in 'The Power Of No' by Claudia and James Altucher. I got this book as soon as it hit the shelves in 2014, I used to say yes to everything, and it was killing me. Since I first had a go at this in 2015, I have come to think it is the

One Easy Thing You Can Do To Come Alive

I've always toyed with the idea of making a T-Shirt with the question 'do you even know you are alive?' But am less angry with the world these days. As I look at the mental health of the world and my mental health I am sure being mad at people is counter productive. For example, the days I am pissed off with #Babybernie are the least constructive of his life. The best days are where I make an effort to ask questions, rather than issue demands, complaints and parking tickets. These are the da

Never Let Me Go

Summer 2oo2 I was sitting in a cafe bolted to the side of a mountain in Greece, I was looking into the darkness of the night sky. I turned to Roy and asked him what the secret of his many years of marriage was. He stirred his cappuccino and replied he got a strong sense early on that Margret was never going to let it fail. This conversation was about 15 years ago, at that time they'd been married about 4o years. At the time I was in halfway between shell-shocked and reflective. My mother h

Now I Think I Know What I Am Doing

Somewhere earlier in this blog, I wrote about 12 Weeks being agony and often this makes me think what was happening before. Life has never been so good. Hang on, stick with me. You won't need a sick bucket for this bit. It is just not so manic now. 'Manic' is a word used out of context; I have a few close friends who are bipolar and manic has a whole different meaning for them. Where I grew up in Essex people would often say 'Mate. It's £ucking MANIC down at Lakeside Shopping Centre today!

I'm scared it won't be as good in real life as it's in my head

All I ever wanted was a blog, well a website with a blog. I LOVE blogs and people who blog. I read daily and lap it up and I write daily and have often gone through stages of publishing something daily. Not a 'publish daily' daily blog, rather between projects running alongside each other. For a couple of years now I have produced a podcast weekly in the same fashion. But all I see are projects on my computer that are getting ready to go, they are almost there and it drives me insane. I spe

Let Go And Get Over It

Hello and welcome to this week's theme ‘dumb things people say to you when you are depressed’. And a few suggestions on how to get over it. With the best intention people say 'Why are you depressed?' and 'What you need to do is get over it.' A mate of mine was in a bit of a pickle with their business and decided to ‘let go’ as in ‘knowing when to quit’. Quit as in the book ‘The Dip’ - a very short read and well worth the time. Please don't confuse ‘let go’ and ‘giving up’. They let go and stuff

This Year Something Was Different

I dread this time of year, I was bracing myself to plunge back into a God-forsaken pit of despair and depression and it never arrived. Every day I have woken up and double checked I am in the right life, right family and right blog.