Writing hasn’t exactly come easily to me over the past few weeks. I’ve spent a lot of my focused energy on trying to revise for exams and occasionally doing a little bit of creative writing, not much of it worthy for the public realm. Yet there’s something about coming to visit my Dad which encourages me to write (which is worrying, I should be studying!) … Continue reading How do you distinguish between a good writer and a bad one?
As I watch through your window, you light an incense stick. Your hands tremble delicately as you bring the flame up to the wood and witness its fumes disperse; mainly in the direction of your face, but you don’t flinch. You also know that I’m watching you too through your single-glazed windows. I know that you can hear me breathe but you still don’t hesitate … Continue reading A Short Story: Luna
A short story dedicated to the life of Charles Bukowski. Based on the following writing prompt: Strangers at a bus stop, trying to mind their business, are persistently engaged with by a chatty, seemingly homeless, man. The ridicule that came alongside refusing to follow the values which society held was what demoralised him. He didn’t mind the fact that he was different to those who … Continue reading A Short Story: Laureate of an American Lowlife
Based on image prompt here. Everything opposing me was unapologetically urban. For as far as I could see, there wasn’t a single sign of life that wasn’t human; no trees, no blossoming flowers and no restless weeds attempting to fill the cracks in the pavement. Only monoliths of concrete soaring from each sidewalk in the same, ceaseless arrangement. I enjoyed my nights here because even … Continue reading A Short Story: Desolation
I previously, perhaps during Summer, wrote a brief review of Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Reading it back, as one of the revolutionary classics of the gothic genre and currently my most-favoured book, I don’t think I gave the tale and it’s author the justice that they deserved. Whenever the word Dracula is mentioned, it’s easy to imagine seductive beings with a thirst for blood and that’s … Continue reading Book Review of Dracula by Bram Stoker
Needless to say, writing has taken a backseat in my life for the past two days – this makes me sad, but timekeeping has never been something that I’m good at. This weekend has felt like a rodeo bull and I haven’t known whether I’ve been coming or going for most of it. Work has been long and my hours in the outside world have been Continue reading “Make Your Interests Part of Your Daily Routine”
I’ve spent the past three consecutive hours of my time attempting to complete four weeks’ worth of my Extended Project Qualification (EPQ). View the link if you’re lost as to what an EPQ is; I know that I was before being introduced to one.
I need a long break and I’ve perhaps only just finished ‘Week 2’ of my work schedule. Although I mustn’t be pessimistic really – to complete 2 weeks worth of diary entries, Continue reading “Don’t Be Like So Many Writers”