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Mason is an author and a teacher. He loves to write and read and will always be a life-long learner. https://www.patreon.com/masonsabre

And sabbotage yourself.

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Three weeks ago, the strangest thing happened to me. I wrote an article on here, and it went viral. I was getting hundreds of reads an hour, and the article made me four figures in a week.

I spent the day obsessed with my stats and refreshed them every few minutes as if something marvellous was going to happen.

My wife became increasingly obsessed, asking me how many now. The first thing we did in the morning was check how well the article had done.

It was amazing, and then it wasn’t.

The more reads that article…


And no one cares

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My son was born when I was just sixteen years old. At the time, aside from my age, I wasn’t really fit to be a parent. I was bordering on being homeless and living with a friend. I was failing in school, and the prospects of my life were practically none. I was set to be another statistic in the world of drop-outs and wastes of space.

It turned out; my son’s mother wasn’t much better either.

I could have said back then it was down to our ages. We were kids ourselves, suddenly thrown into…


Would you smack your child?

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Before I go into this, I’m going to put a few disclaimers.

1. I am talking about smacking your child’s bottom with your hand when they’ve been naughty or tapping their hand. I am not referring to beating your child.

2. I am not trying to tell you how to parent your child. I am simply exploring a topic I saw today and thought it would be an interesting debate. We don’t need to hate on each other for it.

3. It’s okay to disagree

I get this is another sensitive topic, but sensitive topics…


Being a Working Writer Is More Than Just Writing

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My alarm went off at 5:30 am this morning; I rolled out of bed while rubbing my eyes, yawned and headed to my office. The first thing on my mind was writing. I woke thinking about it. There was no debate, no thoughts of should I just check my emails first, should I just scroll social media? None.

My first thought was to write.

I had a goal of getting 4,000 words down.

You can almost guarantee, by 8 am, I have at least 2,000 words down. At 8, my wife…


For everything

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Imagine this.

It is Saturday morning, you’ve both worked all week, and you’re in the kitchen having breakfast together and catching up. You’re both in your sleepwear, because why not? There’s laundry to be done, things dumped on several surfaces from when you both came home the day before. There are toys all over the floor if you have children, and the children themselves are on the sofa with bowls of cereal watching Saturday morning kid’s tv.

Pretty normal, right? With or without the kids.

Then, the doorbell rings, and it’s a friend, or maybe your brother and…


Write all the words, and then delete them

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“My advice to the young writer is likely to be unpalatable in an age of instant successes and meteoric falls. I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin.”

- David Eddings

That quote has stuck with me for a while, and every year, when New Year’s Day rolls around, my number one goal is always to write one million words in the coming year.

Some…


Is it our right to know?

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A weekend or so ago, it was the annual music competition, Eurovision Song Contest. Basically, all the countries in Europe put forward one song in a contest and then they’re voted on. At the end of the night, a countries song is deemed the winner, and they get a trophy.

Next year, the contest is held in the winning country, and so the presenters tend to be from their home place. This year, there were four presenters, and I happened to comment on one woman’s height. She was standing next to a male presenter…


Why do we hate it so much?

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It’s incredible what thoughts I can get from one post and the comments. This is another of those.

I wrote a post a week or more ago titled, How Do You Tell Your Wife She’s Too Fat?

I got a variety of comments. As you can imagine, some really good ones, and some not so good. Amongst the more neutral replies came questions about the title I’d selected for the story. …


Probably not your positive ones either.

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I recently wrote a post, How Do You Tell Your Wife She’s Too Fat?

As you can imagine from the title, it got many comments, and I am sure some people saw the title alone and went into my story with an idea of who the hell does this writer think he is rather than general curiosity.

When I wrote that article, I knew I was dicing with a touchy topic. Weight, or more to the point, being overweight gets too many people, and it isn’t really about that weight that upsets people; it’s…


And you don’t find her attractive anymore?

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A Disclaimer

I debated writing this because I know weight is a sensitive topic, so instead, I decided to make it clear that I’m asking a genuine question. I should also add, this isn’t about my wife.

My Friend

A few nights ago, I was in the running with a friend of mine, and once we got into a good pace, we started chatting. Mostly we chat about work, the kids, what’s happening in the news, Marvel, the latest Playstation game, and so on. …

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