I want to be a Paperback Writer.
Part Two here Part Three here Something I strive to be aware of: feelings are not consistent. When I was readily preparing my February posts, it occurred to me Valentine's day would be upon us. How could I make a post in honour of this day? This is the first one in four years that [...]
A poem
We were sat all together on a round table, anticipating the release of the party poppers in our mits, and glasses at the ready. When the countdown begun I savoured every second of saying goodbye 2018. Two words that still put a smile on my face now. And as the calendar rolled over on to [...]
I'm so looking forward to tomorrow, when I will turn twenty-two. Wow. That number sounds so grown up to me, like I'm a proper adult. Yet, that's not how I am at all! There's a lot still to be figured out in this life of mine and I can't wait. December '17 - How much [...]
Finally the first of December and my Christmas decorations are straight out. It may sound dramatic, but this is really what I make it through each year for. For all the commercialism it brings, I really do believe this is the best time of year. Over the next month the whole world will be in [...]
I wish I'd had more time to edit this video, as I realise it's a bit basic. During 2018, I really want to try and contribute some different kinds of content to Booktube's community. To start off, here is a short analysis of the Cherokee Wolves story. This is a charming philosophy that's always been [...]
The Time For Change
One of my habits, not necessarily good or bad, is to watch my favourite TV shows repeatedly instead of finding new ones. Despite them being constant favourites, I don't remember quite every little detail: Sometimes a faded scene will pop up and surprise me, most of the time reminding me why I loved the show [...]
In spirit and nature.
The video plays in my memory, and it’s a woman – just any ordinary woman you would pass on the street, and think no more than ordinary thoughts – She’s wedged herself between the ajar crack of the front door and it’s frame. Among the flashing lights and shoving cameras and bustling journalists I remember [...]
