Ramblings on Woolf
I think often of Woolf and the way we treated her. There is much to say about the Muse and its slipping existence from the creative world. How as time passed, creatives stopped placing their abilities on this phantom Muse, stopped attributing part of their successes and failures to this…
Caerule Excerpt
The trees around her extended into darkness, massive branches full of leaves spreading out in every direction, pelted by raindrops as they splattered across viridian fans. When she looked up, she saw a similar sight: trees curving into the black above, not even a speck of stars peering through the…
A Guide to the Perfect Cup of Tea
A guide to a perfect cup of tea The most important aspect of this is to wake up. You must not be sleeping when making your cup of tea, instead you need to rouse yourself from your bed and pull your tired body out from beneath the blankets that…
Religion’s Womb
[Rough Draft] Religion’s Womb At nine o’clock at night, I sat up shaking. Tears chocked my airways, blurred my vision, made my hands look unreal. My mind sat back, separated as I watched myself clutch my chest, hoping to find a way to clear my lungs, to breathe again….
I met you once
I met a woman at a familial wedding. She dominated the room she entered with the sheer weight of unspoken knowledge. Experience filled her eyes but kept it’s lines from her face, Allowing a depth of gaze without wisdom’s claws pulling down against her flesh. She was wrapped in dignity,…