… well, my writing does anyway. Yes, today I am the guest writer on Bag Lady’s wondrous blog - which you should all be following if you don’t already - so please go and have a look at the memory which surfaced when I was prompted with the word foreign! After you’ve read my piece, … Continue reading In which I go visiting …
Hmm, I'm supposed to be finishing off my penultimate short story for my creative writing course so obviously I have just spent the evening putting together the first chapter of another Merlin fan fiction. Honestly, sometimes I despair of my myself and my seemingly endless ways to do anything other than what I should be … Continue reading How do I procrastinate, let me count the ways!
It is such a glorious day outside that I'm having trouble staying motivated to the task at hand - trying to complete drafts of my two final pieces of OU course work. Suffice to say I've spent more of the day in the sun than behind my keyboard! Having said that I have been getting … Continue reading Sunshine and procrastination
The pain won’t leaveIt stands in the wingsThe antithesis of a promptWaiting to rewrite the script the minute I acknowledge itI will not listenThe last of the cast I tread these well worn boards aloneEach step echoing with scenes long since pastVoices I will not hear again until this play is overBut I cannot bring … Continue reading All the World’s a Stage
Well I've just posted the prologue to my new Merlin fan fiction on the fanfic website. Link on the right hand side of this page. Please go and have a look if you are interested - the next chapter probably wont be up for a couple of weeks as I'm trying to get the bulk … Continue reading This is the beginning
Given the wave of interviews and news on S4 of Merlin this week (they started filming S4 a couple of weeks ago) I now have a fan fiction plot stuck in my head that won't go away, despite the fact I have three short stories I need to be working on. Oh well, the muse … Continue reading Plot bunnies are jumping
The shadow of pen and hand flickers on the blank pageBurning like stygian flames, consuming intent, kindling fear Your hand withdraws, leaving virgin white unsulliedThe starkness mocks, continuing to hold your gazeAs hope fades like forgotten fairies, lost in the flakesSnow blindness strikes, cleaving the story from your mindBut in the blizzard one crystal flares, … Continue reading Fairy Dust