Winter calls to mind postcard scenes of billowing white skies and trees artfully laden with snow, with the odd robin and perhaps some holly thrown in for good measure. Yet despite glossy berries and decorative foliage, it is the longstanding theme of glistening ivory fields which captures the imagination most, the heavens providing an immaculate... Continue Reading →
T&Cs: right, let’s get the ‘small print’ out the way with first, I’m a ma-hoo-sive fan of Miss Keyes so naturally you may think I’m not exactly an impartial referee to judge her latest book Grown Ups I can assure you I’ve never been any good at acting (I was always a tree or some... Continue Reading →
Once the night is silent and swathed in jet, Mattie hugs her knees to her chest and creates her own light. A dim flame ripples over her knuckles, fluidly gliding over the joints, back and forth, as a magician might showcase a coin, only this token was not pressed with a sovereign’s head and was... Continue Reading →
Okay, so it’s been a while. I won’t excuse myself like Ross Gellar and splutter “we were on a break” but I must admit that my heads been a shed for the past few weeks (okay months) but honestly, I was thinking of you the whole time, and I thought it was high time I... Continue Reading →
Now firstly, we’ll start with the small print, ‘they’ do say honesty’s the best policy and I wouldn’t want you to come away feeling disappointed like when you try to return a top only to discover the retailer in question only gives out store credit…cheapskates! So, with that in mind, holds up hands apologetically I’m... Continue Reading →
An extravaganza is a literary or musical work characterized by freedom of style and structure; I know, I’ve checked (thank crunchie for Google!). Given Easter is peeking out just around the corner I thought it would be nice to say hello (yes that’s me coyly waving from behind your neighbour’s wheelie bin) and let you... Continue Reading →
Let’s face it, as advice goes, to never judge a book by its cover is up there with the classic ‘don’t look down’. Hey, it’s okay, we’re all friends here, I’m not passing sentence. I too am guilty of exercising this prejudice. Judging a book by its cover is the literary equivalent of tinder, we... Continue Reading →
Fear not, I’m not about to launch into an evangelical tirade concerning the sugar content of the popular confectionery treat (although in the interests of full disclosure, whatever they pack in those miniscule globules of goodness is enough to see me clean the entire house in under an hour). Rather I wanted to have a... Continue Reading →
Just as a child will eventually cease its cries, so too, every storm will pass, and so it was that upon still waters a piece of driftwood found itself idling toward the cave opening. Millipedes and beetles went about their respective business untroubled as the inconspicuous fragment passed them by and thick roots continued their... Continue Reading →
Torn palms Hollowed chest Dawn halo Shadowed breast Fern brush Wet fur Silver light Fireflies stir Aching heart of cobwebs Ragged claws Silt ebbs Needles spin Silken gauze Earth mouths A human form Coarse pelt A promise shed As whispers line The wolf's bed
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