It’s been a while since I introduced a friend on this blog, hasn’t it? (I introduced a friend last week, but I changed up the post order, just bear with me, I don’t have the time to rewrite an entire intro, aha) That’s because I don’t throw the word ‘friend’ around very freely. However, if… Continue reading Introducing a Friend: Jack
Naivety – March 27, 2018 Little rabbit You’re chewing roses in your sleep Though the petals are soft in Your mouth, they’re more often More fragrant than they can be sweet Absurdity – March 27, 2018 If you ever forget the size of a whale Imagine how long it would take To wash one
So if you go through the friends that I’ve introduced on this blog, you’ll find muses, artists, animators, (and soon) programmers – but you might have noticed that there weren’t any other writers. For all I love writing, I find it difficult to find writing friends – a strange blend of paranoia (that they may… Continue reading Introducing a Writing Friend: August
People who have been on this blog a while might be noticing that I have skipped straight to Life Tip No. 35 without posting the first 34. They do exist, but some of those need to be re-evaluated before I post them to this blog because, as we all know, the internet is permanent, ahaha.… Continue reading Life Tip No. 35
I recently fell in love with a writing style, and I came up with a metaphor to describe it. I decided that it would be a fun exercise to do this with various stories and authors that I’ve grown to love: Angela Carter – “The Bloody Chamber” It’s a small glass bottle filled with liquids… Continue reading Describing Writing Styles 1
I’m really not a fan of how fast time goes by now that I’m older. God, March already… life is so short. I would have assumed I was too young to feel memento mori, but I really feel it bearing down on me. Perhaps it’s all the tragedy in the news – children younger than… Continue reading Update: Getting the Hang of Things
Last November, on one particularly sleep-deprived night, I submitted a short story of mine to a competition. It wasn’t a polished work, and I hadn’t even read it over. I wasn’t entering to try and achieve anything – I was just being sleepy and impulsive. However, to my surprise, I made it to the Quarter-Finals… Continue reading A Little Confidence
