100 Objects Project: #18 The ‘Ex’ Sticker

This very tongue in cheek sticker is from a friend around the time I was having a horrible break up. It was a good 12-13 years ago now, but whenever I uncover this, languishing in a folder or a box, it never fails to make me smile. It started off life just stuck on my wall…

Why I Don’t Get On With Springtime

With the advent of spring, brings the rise of hope and expectation – new life, warmer days and bluer skies, scrubbed clean by the winters clouds, snow and rain. We emerge from the winter as animals from burrows – awake and alert for the prospect of better times. That isn’t me. I’ve not always gotten…

Looks Like We Made It

Twelve years ago today, a boy sat on a worn green bench in a bar and turned to the girl with a broken heart sat next to him. He promptly snogged her face off. Without warning and without preamble, he just got stuck in. The girl had wanted him to, but at the same time wished…

Poem: Addiction

Addiction Dangerously drinking up your darkness Daring to lose myself in an abyss I want to hurt to prove I’m alive And through hate know you better   Course through my veins Scream through my system Consume my soul Make me less human Rage me open Until my heart gives in Written 8th December 2004,…

Poem: Wounded

I’ve been reminded over vaguely recent times, of a long ago past, or rather, the more unsavoury aspects. Never before have the words “there but for the grace of God go I” been more pertinent. Because I have been reminded of something a long time ago, I decided to dig out the poems from that…

Poem: Silent

Hello! Another poem for you and not a jolly, one I must say. Silent In the street is a hush People move and talk deft The TV blurs on low. Busses and cars are rattling by, mute. Why can’t I hear you sigh? I can’t hear you breathe Or moan Your heartbeat It’s gone. People,…

Emotional Memory Case Study 2: Forever Love

I’ve spoken about the ‘First Love’ initially in this series, simply because I am going in order of chronological experience. I experienced love for a boy when I was a teenaged girl. Then, very shortly after him, I fell in love with my ‘Forever Love’. This love isn’t feverish. It isn’t the sort of love…

Emotional Memory – Case Study: First Love

 I don’t need to tell you, as a fellow living and breathing human being, that there are different types of love and, therein, differing nuances. In this series, I wish to prod about my own personal experiences of emotion and examine what those experiences can do to help me as a writer. This study is…