Rules Are Made To Be Broken

There is no right or wrong way to write. Yet the classroom, at all levels of education, would have you think otherwise. Form, rules… they are all there in each textbook. A haiku has rules. A sonnet has rules. A villanelle has rules. I do not agree with them. Sure, write in iambic pentameter if…

Bits of Loveliness – News Update

Two new insane movements in the realms of writing… Buckle up kids – these are very exciting! Not quite pee-your-pants, but not far off! Firstly, I am have been invited to join the sainted and most prestigious coven of writers known as ‘Limebird’ – that wily bunch of guys and gals that ponder upon such…

Poem: November Rain

You entombed my feet in concrete Whilst telling me of the agonised water You would eventually pour over me ‘Don’t leave me’ ached in my ears as the rain fell I bowed and broke and lived until I couldn’t As the rain came down   Solitary and suffered in an abandoned part of you I…

The Curse of the Dreaded Muse

O Muses, O high genius, aid me now! Dante – The Inferno, In Canto II Some ancient Greek’s believed in three Muses, some nine, others ten. All of them tasked with equipping those among us who are ‘artistic’ with inspiration. During my arduous journey into the inner workings of my characters, I have had the…

Poem: Touched

Touched Kitty had a lighter touch much stronger than you and me forgotten in a sea of sock people her mind screaming silently she sat up sad strangely glad and said, ‘This is how it’s got to be.’ Taking in her fate Locked up without the key She said, ‘All of my time is lost…

Moutain Climbing In High Heels

Should I be dull all the time and just bemoan my artistic struggle? Or should I impart some information pertaining to myself as a person? Ahh, dunno. Am I that interesting? How about writing? My love of writing is much like anyone’s love of anything recreational – escapism. Although I enjoy reading and do try…

Antagonists and Other Creatures

Oh big hairy bobbins. Antagonists. The antagonist for my novel is so evil and crazed, that I haven’t thought much on him/her yet. I have this sort of notion that young Nick is sort of the bad guy, living in a world of ambiguous morality. I am aware though, of the malevolent presence of a…