In which I pretend to be famous and important

Julia Riede interviewed me about my experience as a designer, over here. Interesting experience; of course I love talking about myself as much as anyone, but some of the questions were hard. Notably "show your workspace" (oh no... it's not a Pinterest-worthy light-filled studio!) and "where do you see your designs in five years". 

True story: an "imagine yourself in five years" type exercise once triggered floods of tears. I mean FLOODS. Apparently I have some issues. At that time, I just couldn't imagine myself having made any kind of reasonable progress in my life over five whole years – which is frankly weird, but there you go, the 20s are a difficult time. For the most part, these days I think I have a better perspective; and yet I still feel like that, a bit. Actually a lot. It's hard to see past the stuckness of the moment and acknowledge that progress happens anyway, bit by bit, and those bits add up to something worthwhile. 

I've just now, this minute, considered where I actually was, five years after that floods-of-tears moment. I'd moved country, started a business and gotten a senior-ish job at The Observer. I would have been thrilled (and amazed) to know five years would get me so far. So. That's worth remembering, what five years can do. 

Five years with small kids is of course not the same as five childfree years. And yet. 

MEANWHILE. Prompted by this fun exercise, and by the advice I keep reading to connect with people who are better than you (and, importantly, who are managing to do a lot despite the constraints of parenthood), I'm planning an interview series of my own. Rather than constantly whining about how haaaaard it is to do stuff, I'm going to listen to people who get stuff done anyway. Stay tuned.