So it's been far too long since I wrote anything on here, even if I have been writing in other places. (Promise!)
Here's something I re-discovered today, and subsequently re-wrote which no longer has a specific home to go to, so I thought I would set it free to let it graze upon the pastures of your...
Friday, 2 December 2011
Friday, 26 August 2011
The right to write.
So a month or so ago I entered a writing competition, and considering I decided to do so about an hour before the deadline, I'm pretty pleased with what came out. As this is the case, I thought I'd share it with you. :)
Sticks and stones won’t break my bones, but words and actions haunt me.
We are...
Friday, 12 August 2011
Learning Curves
As a student, stereotype states that I am pre-disposed to lie-ins, laziness and lethargic living.
Now, I will freely admit that I can sleep as well as the next narcoleptic when it suits me, but I seem to have built up this group of friends who regularly greet the world well before 9am, entirely through...
Monday, 25 July 2011
Poetry in Emotion.
So in October I go back to studying after what has pretty much been a year out, for this reason and that. For the first time in a long time, I'm genuinely excited about the possibility of starting again, and I'm more determined to keep my head up than I have been in a long time.
This year, I don't...
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
The Show Must Go On
By the end of this week, I will have played in 4 concerts, and the majority of my peers couldn’t care less. (That’s right, couldn't, but that grievance is for another time)
It kills me that because of the violin on my shoulder and the Beethoven symphony on the stand in front of me, lots of...
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
One of Those Days
“One of those days” is just one of those phrases.
Who was it that decided that those days were bad days, or difficult days? It would be nice, just once, to be able to cry out that it’s been one of those days, with a smile and a sense of elation, and have people instantly understand where you’re...
Monday, 23 May 2011
Quotation Time
“The word that is heard perishes, but the letter that is written remains.” Proverb
I'm nothing if not unoriginal....
Saturday, 21 May 2011
The Power of Prose
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and...
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
A disclaimer, of sorts.
It strikes me that the internet is both monstrous and wonderful in equal measure. Every day I have this unlimited access to a veritable wealth of news articles, videos, academic journals, and even some pictures of cats captioned with bad grammar, that make me smile and question, but most importantly:...
