The Story – he was 53

I messed up, I had left it too long and then it was too late. I was on my bus to work when I got the call, I was the first to arrive and I sat alone. I felt so small. He was always alright, and he was always in and out of hospital so … Continue reading The Story – he was 53 →

The Book – falling into place

Everything was falling into place, I started marking each piece of text with Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter depending on the mood of the writing, this was tough because as with any type of text it can be interpreted in a thousand ways! The scary part was the huge contrast between the quantity of Autumn … Continue reading The Book – falling into place →

The Story – dead

I’m 16 and it’s the heat of summer. I am loving life, I have friends all around me and I'm going to house parties nonstop. Kissing guys against piles of bricks, laughing louder than I ever had before and enjoying my youth to the full. I met a guy at college, I was shy and … Continue reading The Story – dead →

The Book – common ground

Ok so, where were we? Ah yes, I hated it. I needed a stronger narrative! I needed to look for links in my writing, some common ground that would tell some kind of story that people could relate to. I needed to remove myself enough without losing myself, not an easy task but definitely needed. … Continue reading The Book – common ground →