Forget about the tiring days and nights spent looking after these teething monsters, believe me when I tell you that babies are like snow. How so? What on earth do you mean? Are you feeling ok? Yes I am, thank you very much for your concern. You see, nine months ago I became an uncle…Read more Babies are like Snow
His earlobe felt cool as he pressed it against his earcanal and sighed. It was a dreary wintery afternoon in what should have been a pleasant day in the middle of April. Bloody global warming. He wasn't complaining too much though as he sat at his desk, playing with his earlobe once again. The moody…Read more The Writer’s Thoughts
I have been binge watching a new series that I discovered recently called The 100. It tells the story of a post-nuclear apocalypse and how humankind have survived by living on a huge space station called the Ark but as oxygen begins to run out, they decide to test whether Earth is safe to live…Read more What Is Our Fascination With The Apocalypse?
I wonder what possesses a person to write about themselves. What makes them think that their life is so worthy of the ink and pages that fill up a book until they come to the present day of their life and there they write their hopes for the future. I wonder if people suddenly wake…Read more What’s Your Story?