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Reacting While Numb

Reacting While Numb

I have not really known how to react to this week — a blog post featuring pictures of Nellie, because they make things better. It got off to a poor start with a lack of sleep and an overload of work, wasn’t improved by a flu jab that made me feel pretty unwell, got worse with the election of Donald Trump, and hit rock bottom when I learned that somebody I know online committed suicide on Tuesday night. We weren’t…

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Poem-mas Day 5: My Lady Reaper

Poem-mas Day 5: My Lady Reaper

Today’s poem is a little bit of an odd one. I think it might be on the Sample Poems page that is lurking on this blog somewhere, but no matter, I may as well post it here as well. It’s from Crossroads Poetry, and it’s called ‘My Lady Reaper’. I first wrote this poem in about 2012, or rather, a poem that had a few things in common with this one. A handful of the lines were the same, but…

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i am in ur library, shelving all ur books

i am in ur library, shelving all ur books

Today, I started what basically constitutes my first job. Unless you count being a self-published poet, which personally, I don’t. Most jobs don’t take place at 1am and involve nothing but a pen and paper, let’s be real. I’m working in the library of my old school, which I left last year. I think I mentioned briefly in a previous post that the school librarian died a couple of weeks ago. It’s very sad — she was an important part…

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Our Reality Is Dystopia

Our Reality Is Dystopia

I’m taking a break from working on my current novel. Only a short break. Maybe a few days. But the fact was, I just couldn’t bring myself to write it, and I knew that if I pushed through I’d stop liking my characters and I’d stop liking myself. I’m writing a semi-dystopian novel set in a city that’s effectively run by two guilds of assassins. The closest thing to justice is murder. Protesting about it can get you killed. There’s…

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Victor Hugo In An Adventure With Interior Design

Victor Hugo In An Adventure With Interior Design

Before I start, I’d like to apologise to Gideon Defoe for unashamedly ripping off the titles of his The Pirates! In An Adventure With… books. I recently read The Pirates! In An Adventure With The Romantics and couldn’t resist because it seemed appropriate here. This morning I went to see the house of Victor Hugo, where he lived while in exile on the island of Guernsey, and where he wrote several of his novels, including at least part of Les…

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I Will Sell You My Soul

I Will Sell You My Soul

For those who happened not to notice my sneaky self-promotion at the bottom of my last post, and who don’t follow me on any other social media network, I have an announcement to make. Even though everyone else knows already, so it’s not even news. My second publication is coming this month, and it’s a poetry collection. This is what it looks like: Isn’t it gorgeous? Okay, I can’t say that, because I designed it and I’m supposed to love…

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Time Passes

Time Passes

A year ago today, my grandma passed away. It’s also father person’s birthday today, which means I didn’t like to mention this. I’m sure the parentals haven’t forgotten, and reminding them seemed unnecessary, and would have put a damper on the mood. Yet at the same time, it seemed odd to go the whole day without mentioning it to anyone. Not even to my friends. What’s in a year? A year is ever so slightly over a seventeenth of my…

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Another Day, Another Death

Another Day, Another Death

The title of this post comes from a track on the Torchwood soundtrack, written by Ben Foster. — So, let’s talk about death. We were talking about death earlier this week, because I’m a cheery kind of person like that. And actually, it has continued to be on my mind as the days have passed, from working on backstory to Watching and the rest of the trilogy (which included working out the entire life story of every character, right up to the…

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Would You Still Jump?

Would You Still Jump?

In this first of a series of cheery, lighthearted blog posts, I’m going to talk about something that has been on my mind recently. I’ve been thinking about death. This particular spate of musing was triggered by Torchwood, not for the first time. You see, halfway through series two of Torchwood, Owen dies. Except not quite. This being Torchwood and thus part of the Whoniverse, he doesn’t stop walking around. Unsurprisingly, he has an identity crisis – wouldn’t you? –…

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A New Hope

A New Hope

Remember I was talking about the five-act structure used in tragedies in my last post? Act Four is the one that interests me. More than that: how act four is described in that particular definition interests me. (It’s not my definition. I found it online somewhere and I’m a bad person for not sourcing it.) “tension is heightened by false hopes/fears. If it’s a tragedy, it looks like the Hero can be saved. If not, then it looks like all…

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