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My Anxious Thoughts Before An Interview!

Hello everyone! I had my first job interview in what feels like years today. I won't say where but it is a well known company in London. I am usually very good in an interview setting, although inside I am falling apart until the last minute. I got to my interview 45 minutes early which… Continue reading My Anxious Thoughts Before An Interview!

Creative Writing · reading · writing

Why I Haven’t Been Reading

Hello everyone, I haven't written a post just having a chat in a little while. I have been in writing mode for a while and have enjoyed getting my creative juices flowing. However, I've found that it is proving very hard to read AND write at the same time. You see, I have been working… Continue reading Why I Haven’t Been Reading

Creative Writing · writing

Time To Go: A Short Story

I have been here for what seems like one hundred years. The trees have grown unbelievably tall and the cars now require no human intervention. People keep taking pictures of me as they go about their days. Some of them say hello. Most of them walk past without a second glance. I understand though. Until… Continue reading Time To Go: A Short Story

Creative Writing · My Book · writing

My First Book : An Extract From “Project Delilah”

“The dream began the same as it did every other night. I was standing in my front room, not the fancy one, the normal one. I looked around and every corner of the room was dark. I glanced over to the tall bookcase to my left and it was...Impossibly dark. Like a shade of black… Continue reading My First Book : An Extract From “Project Delilah”

Blog · Poetry

While: A Poem

Thank you to Luna for posting my poem to her blog! This is a personal one but I hope someone out there can identify with it x

Luna

Left alone again
While colours and patterns consume you
Sweet dreams and hope settle around your slumbering body
While I am tormented by my mind
Black butterflies invade my churning stomach
While I look upon my sleeping love
Not a single dream appears to be of me
While I doubt and doubt and doubt
Not you, but me
While the sting of hot tears briefly warms my raw skin
Where are you? Where are you?
While I handle this sharp blade
Contemplating, longing for a different sting
While I try to push the evil aside
The anger, oh this anger is raging inside
While I pull my hair hoping for relief
Left alone again
Alone
Again.

I have just started my blog to document my writing journey! I would never go as far to say I am a poet, but I do dabble in poetry now and again.  I only…

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