2021-02-22T21:59:56+00:00

Hi there, I’m Désiré ;-}

A writer powered by strong coffee and unicorn magic.

Welcome to my little corner of chaos, where I publish most of my thoughts, articles, sketches, photography, book reviews and even manuscript snippets.

When I’m not working on client commissions [blogs and books] for TILT Creative, I’m usually found emptying my soul into the backend of this engine, armed with a large coffee mug while classical crossover pieces resonate softly from my headphones.

I enjoy taking complex technical ideas, from a diverse assortment of industries, and creatively express them in a more interesting, engaging and human medium. I’ve made asbestos and accounting both sound sexy, so that’s something! TILT Creative Agency, my professional outlet, specialises in content creation and managed solutions for companies and personal brands.

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Story from a successful startup founder…

About three years ago, I wrote Advice from a Failed Startup Founder. Back then, life was very different for me, and I was determined to paint another picture for you:

Advice from a Failed Startup Founder

This business took everything. Two marriages. Two cars. Homes. Money. Sanity. Everything. How ready are you to open a business? There is no founder on the planet who has lost

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2019 Q1 Word Count: 667

So… I dislocated my kneecap… 

Nine weeks ago, I dislocated my kneecap. Before you jump to conclusions, this did not happen on the pole. This happened doing a lunge. Yes, you read that right, a LUNGE on the floor. It was severe enough for the studio to call an ambulance, and for me to be in crutches for supposedly six weeks. Six weeks of no

Painting: Phoenix

The Phoenix has always represented a transformation or a new chapter in my life. I painted this in January when I was facing the transition from feeling rejected and afraid to slowing learning to balance on my own legs; not quite ready to walk at that point. I felt paralysed and scared to breathe or even make a simple decision

Why I Deleted all my Old Blog Content 

I made what most would call a big mistake: I deleted about half of my blog posts from five years ago. I spent months reading into the repercussions of this and how it would affect my Google search rank, and how it would impact the volume of my blog. None of it mattered in the end. I grew as a

The Isolated Life of an Introvert

As far as I can remember, I’ve always struggled to make friends. In school, I had a couple friends, only one of whom I really stayed in frequent contact with; checking in on each other every week or so, until a couple months pass and you’re like “Where the hell have you been, update time”. I never really made friends

Failure Means Progress

I love failure. Yeah, you read that right. I love failure; I live to fail. I enjoy every moment of it. But I wasn’t always like this. I hated it and I allowed it to consume me to the point of paralysis once. Never again. This is what I’ve learned… If I received a penny for every time I failed,

I’m An Immigrant In My Own Home Country 

It sounds like an oxymoron, but I am an immigrant in my own home country; a native immigrant. When I left England at the tender age of seven, I would have never imagined the twenty year journey I would have to embark on just to get home. I’m not from a war-torn, drug-infested, or communist country, but I had so

So I’m a Pole Dancer Now… 

Yeah, you heard right, I’m officially a pole dancer. And not the type that strips for a living. For the last two months, I’ve been consistently going to pole fitness training and I’m hooked! I am now at a level where I can comfortably start sharing my journey and growth (because I can actually get off the ground now!). My

What On Earth Is She On About Now? 

It often seems that every time I write something of late, someone must send me a message highlighting the fact that I’m always so angry and I need to smile more. If I smiled any more my face would be permanently like that, for I would be smiling not out of genuine happiness, but because someone else is displeased that

“I Don’t Have Time” So What Do You Have? 

This is going to be a rant. You're duly warned.   I. Don't. Have. Time. Four words I hate to hear in a sentence, especially when it's work related. “I don't have time for this”, doesn't mean that you don't have time. It means you don't want to do it, or you don't have the patience for it. So much

Word Vomit

For months, I’ve stared at a blank Scrivener page on my iPad, paralysed by the thought of vulnerability and showing my battle scars. I’ve spent years fantasising over the emotional rollercoaster it will be to finally tell my story; to finally show the world what reality can be for me, that I’m not just a pretty face, but made of

The War of Art

For years, I’ve been at war with myself, fighting to get my head to believe that my heart beats to the sound of prose, and not one of a cash register. I’ll admit that I’m materialistic to a point; and we all are. You need food to survive. You need a roof over your head. You need internet, a smartphone,

The Power Of Continuity. Why I Spend The Extra Cash On Apple.

Often, I have to explain to people why I “waste” money on expensive Apple products. Granted, I could come back with the old, “it’s my money, and I can do what I want with it,” but it’s a bit rude, and I like Apple and appreciate all the work Apple Developers do, so I’ll do some word of mouth marketing

Employment Will Soon Be A Thing Of The Past

Throughout history, the industrialisation of the work force has evolved. We have seen a shift from coal workers to factory line workers, then the intense rise in technology and the creative industries which brought freelancing to the forefront. Twenty years ago, no one would have thought freelancing could be a career. Heck, eight years ago, I didn’t think it. A

Where has Désiré gone?

As if by magic, it seems I disappeared for a while. And yes, I have. I do apologise for being gone so long. Consistency does not seem to be a friend of mine recently, and neither does life. I cannot seem to find a rhythm long enough to develop a routine with the constant battle with depression.

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