Dream of Daisies (a Poem)

When we began to dream – before we ever stood atop the mountain, or heard the roar of a wish fulfilled – We sat on the ground (Childlike hearts, Eyes of wonder) And we made daisy chains. When we next stand atop the mountain: Showered with glory Wishes fulfilled Promises kept And our mission complete…

‘When We Unfurl’ (a Poem)

We breathe With the urgency Of a soul reawakened From the sleep of the ancients: One who has forgotten the brisk air of winter, For whom sunlight is a distant memory, And the dappled surface of morning clouds Nothing but a bygone dream. When we unfurl, When we stretch our wings, The Earth itself will…

‘Habitat’ (a Poem and a Reflection)

It has been a long time since I wrote anything substantial for this blog. During December, I’ve felt disinclined to write (#NaNoWriMo drained me of my creative powers, clearly πŸ˜‰) and have instead been focusing on my off-screen life, which is no bad thing. Right now, I’m enjoying that calm, lazy post-Christmas feeling. 😌❀️ I…

‘Your Solace’ (a Poem)

You never believed that solace was in sight:It’s not our way, your conscience said.Our way isThe path of fortitude. Our way isEver-sacrificingEver-selfless,Ever ready to place ourselvesInto the line of fireAnd never complain of burns. We are the rockThat stands still always:The solaceThe strengthThe shelterFor those who cannot stand alone. You never believed that your solace…

‘Freedom Is…’ (a Poem)

Freedom is… Running on the beach, Carefree as a child in the glorious heights of summer, Shouting and hollering your joy to the four winds, Without a care for who may be watching. Freedom is… The first moment of the school holidays: Bursting out the gate, Racing your friends down the street, Laughter in your…

Creative Writing – ‘The First Sign’

This is a prologue to the short story ‘Pitiful … Or Am I?’ that I shared on this blog at the start of August. Now, as the month draws to a close, it feels right to return to it: to learn more about the determined, resolute character who leapt out at me, demanding to be…

‘Fragments’ (a Poem)

The mask you wore Could no longer conceal The fragments beneath. Fragments Of your essence Remain in my mind In my heart In every joke I want to share And every moment of joy That is muted For your absence. I wonder where you are Where you were And why I never knew (Why no…

Characters Have a Mind of Their Own! Plus: ‘2070’ Continued

Today, I’m reflecting on the strategies I’ve been using to combat writer’s block and continuing my 2070 story. Writers’ block is a difficult thing to overcome, but speaking from my own personal experience of dealing with the beast, I’ve noticed that certain things can be done to alleviate it. My own writers’ block usually arises…

Creative Writing – ‘Storm Warning’

Five fifteen, the alarm clock screams insistently, and then, after what seems like an interval of two seconds,Β five thirty. Shit! Really? Alan will kill her if she’s late into work again. Leanne stumbles blearily out of her bed and into the hall, her hands reaching out for the bathroom door. These 7 a.m. shifts will…

Preparing for Autumn and Reigniting the Creative Spark

It has been quite a while since I posted, thanks to life, work, and most significantly, a general sense of creative drought within my life. Today, I’m choosing to break the silence by writing about … well, creative drought. Given that my last post discussed literal drought, a distinct theme seems to be emerging here……