Poem for the day

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;   Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: Tongue Tied

There are so many times during each day when I hold my tongue. I want to say something, but don't because I know that the repercussions could be severe and unpleasant. At other times, I want to say things to people that I know will change how we deal with each other and forces me to... Continue Reading →

Quote for the day

There are many reasons why novelists write – but they all have one thing in common: a need to create an alternative world. John Fowles

Writing Prompt: Voice and Music

Have you ever thought about how everyone's voice is unique, like a signature? Each voice also has a different effect on each person that hears it. What some people find attractive, others might find grating. There are some people's voices that are warm and familiar to me. Family generally feels soothing. My mother's voice stirs... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: Touch

When writing, people often overlook how something feels to the touch, paying most attention to sounds (dialogue) and appearances (description/characterisation). Look around, there are hundreds of textures all around you. As I sit here, I can spot some of my favourites. Titch is sitting on the arm of the sofa next to me, every so... Continue Reading →

Writing Prompt: The Eyes Have It

You can tell so much from a person's eyes. You can tell if they're happy, sad, tired, lying, honest, angry, sincere. There is something quite disarming about looking, really looking, into a person's eyes. Have you ever watched someone laugh and see the true feeling in their expression? Eye colour is also interesting. Now, I'll... Continue Reading →

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