Her mother had given her the name Agnes, believing that a good-looking woman was even more striking when her name was a homely one. There was just one, rather insurmountable, flaw in her reasoning; her daughter, despite her best efforts, was not blessed with the beauty which her mother took for granted. Rather, at the... Continue Reading →

The Catharsis of Writing

In writing, no matter what it is you write, what subject or style you choose, you are offered one glorious opportunity; the opportunity to live the experiences that have been missed or that passed by too quickly. We can choose, even if only for a paragraph, a line or phrase a new life in which... Continue Reading →

Mental Illness and Writing

  This isn’t going to be one of my normal blog posts. Today I want to be more specific to the task of creative writing and character development. Particularly, with the imminent launch of the DSM-5,  I want to deal with how mental illnesses are and should be portrayed in literature. Now I don’t want... Continue Reading →

The Future

I know it’s been a long time since I’ve just written a post and I’m sorry about that. I did like being able to write down my thoughts as they came to me and hopefully I’ll be doing that more often from now on. I’m planning on writing a post a week where I can... Continue Reading →

The Mist in Paris

A small, portly man forced his way through the narrow corridor between the seats, wheeling a trolley of stale sandwiches and half-melted chocolate bars. He smiled with the smug air of someone taking full advantage of their limited authority; as if daring any of the carriage’s occupants to think of catching his attention or buying... Continue Reading →


I know I haven’t been posting much, but I’ve been distracted. For one thing I’m on holiday in Europe with my girlfriend and family and so don’t have much time for the internet. That doesn’t mean I’ve stopped writing completely, though, my recent trip to Paris has made me pay more attention to a short... Continue Reading →


So after three days of travelling, I'm finally back in France. Everything is familiar and yet slightly different. Including this keyboard, making it pretty difficult to write. But, even if no one reads this, I still need to write it. Being back, however, makes me want to write about the concepts of home and nostalgia.... Continue Reading →


I’m sorry I haven’t posted much recently, but I’ve been having to make a lot of decisions about what to do with my time and unfortunately blogging  hasn’t been making the cut. Terrible right? Now that I’m back, though, I can’t help wondering about the decisions we make and the importance they have in our... Continue Reading →

The Drunk Diary

OK well I think I should start out by being frank with you, the reader of this blog. I’ve never been very good with technology or the sharing of my intimate writing and thoughts so this is all completely new to me. Well that’s not entirely true. I did keep, for a couple of years... Continue Reading →

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