But I don't regret. I have seen things that most will never experience.
Don't figure out what you want to be or what you want to do. Start smaller. Start with the simple things.
We all live in the light, the dark and the grey.
As if living has now finished and the prime of your life has blossomed, ignited, burned and slowly withered, wilting away into the sunset of life.
'But it could be worse. We could be... alive.'
Recently I was sent a message calling into question the reception of my blog and the writing I do in general. The gist of the message was basically no one reads what I write and I think, as anyone can tell you when someone calls into question the worth of their work, that its a… Continue reading Writing for writings sake
It's been a while dear reader. It seems over the last few weeks my mind has been stirring, bubbling, perhaps steaming, on a gentle pot of blackened contemplation. It has been lonely dear reader, but in my solitude I have found some new perspective. I've been thinking about a lot of things in the past… Continue reading A little perspective
New post today, whoop whoop! So I had a thought today, about myself and how I become so immersed in fiction I despise returning to reality. It amuses me how my mind becomes so caught up in a world so unlike my own and yet so similar. How characters on pages are related to everyday… Continue reading The immersion of fiction in everyday reality