Hello you lovely peoples! David Driver, Drystone Radio, hosts a wonderful show called The Writer’s Bookshelf every Tuesday at 7 pm, they have book reviews, short stories, poetry readings and author interviews. I met David at the UK Indie Lit Fest earlier this year and he invited me down to Drystone Radio to read out
The soul soars high with each step you take in to the light, The sun shines down on your life. You take this feeling of euphoria and you bask in it. You are this feeling, it consumes you. There is nothing in the world now that can break your spirit. You are the
Grab the paper now, Set the story flowing free Read all about it! Sprinkle fairy dust And think a happy thought now, You’re doing it Peter! Unidentified, Tricholomataceae, Animosity. The peaceful night-time Invaded by my dark thoughts When will I be free? Don’t ever let anyone make you think you’re not good enough.
Hello! yes I know, Tuesday’s are supposed to be short story days, unfortunately my short story seemed to lack an ending so it’s Haiku’s today 🙂 Doctor Who? you ask, He’s the mad man with a box The bow tie wearer The naked tree branch, It sways in the wind, so harsh. Still
Watch the sunshine fade, The remnants of the day, Gone without a trace. The mirror shows truth. A reflection cannot hide. A story, so sad. Sweet sticky buns, A tasty treat for tea-time Sugary goodness. Running, running, fast You will not escape from me, Keep on running, fast. With a cup of
Hello! So far, my blog posts have been pretty sporadic, not that there’s anything wrong with that. When inspiration strikes, it strikes! However my goal is to post every day, to write every day and I believe that if you have a goal you should tell people. It helps with accountability. Apparently it is
I enjoy writing Haiku’s. They seem so simple because you have an easy set of rules to stick to but it gets harder and harder. Especially if you want them to make some sort of sense. I could write total gibberish to be honest and sometimes I might. Wednesdays from now on will be
I wish the rain would comfort me each time I shed a tear, if this were so, we’d all be drowned within the year. There is no way to hold them back, the fear and pain push through, the emotions cloud my thoughts, the tears obscure my view. For a moment I catch the sunshine,