It began with books, it always does. And then things happened and time passed and another book proved the catalyst, culminating in a throwaway comment by a man in a blue shirt which finally consolidated my thinking on the matter. Over the years I have been noticing a gradual disconnect amongst my generation. There is … Continue reading Raising Servants
Hi guys! Sorry I'm late. I'm losing the plot here somewhere... Never mind, here's this week's challenge: Write a poem about childhood without using the words 'child', 'children', 'childhood', 'youth', 'young', or 'past'. I know that seems a bit mean but I believe in you! Happy Writing!
Hi lads! I hope you've had a good week. My brother was just telling me about the most deliciously evil thing he's seen this week and it really cracked me up so I thought I'd share it with you. He was in McDonald's and there were two people in the queue in front of him. … Continue reading Writing Challenge – Week 31
In the early light, the mist begins to clear and I can make out the shapes of their conical hats. Woven baskets, already beginning to fill hang heavy on their hips as they bend and straighten, bend and straighten. Except that the older ones are no longer able to stand as tall as they once … Continue reading The Call