Hey everyone! Hope you all are well? I’m not sure if it's just me (probably is) but why the hell do I always get creative urges at stupid o’clock? Its ridiculous, without fail, at midnight or later I’d want to drag out the papers and cover the floor to brainstorm, or make a million … Continue reading The Book – stupid o’clock
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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 Words – haunted
The night had crept upon us Rain was pouring down And I could hear the voices Past lovers all around Mistakes flashing before me Memories seeping in I tried my best to focus To make the memories thin The shadow in our darkness A replay of the past Déjà vu at work now Heartbreaks’ … Continue reading The Words – haunted
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
The Words – we are animal
We are animal Primal Going for the jugular We destroy it all, flesh from bones What is left is rotting We are rotting Hope is in the worms The ground that we become We feed the earth and life begins again Let the vultures have our bones We have no use for them now We … Continue reading The Words – we are animal
the small print
Growing up I was a quiet kid, didn’t say much, kept myself to myself, but I was surrounded head to toe in love. some of my earliest memories of recognising love were sitting on my parents’ bed with my mum, my dad just waking from working nights to our dog Bonnie, franticly licking his face. … Continue reading the small print
The Book – i hated it
Hey everyone! I hope everyone is keeping ok? You have started reading how my book came to be in my STORY POSTS, those are my journey, the bulk behind the book… The post you are now reading is the physical journey of the book itself… Ok so first off to kick start the making process … Continue reading The Book – i hated it
The Story – dating at 3
This is the journey and as all journeys start somewhere I’ll tell you where mine began. I started dating at age 3 (young I know) long before I had a concept of sexual orientation, gay, bi, straight, all of that grown up stuff. The scene is set for my dating future, its 1994 and I'm … Continue reading The Story – dating at 3
Ryon Maverick 