I don't celebrate summer. You heard me, celebrate; I see your happy faces and smiles between now and September - snap out of it! I prefer snow and rain, wind and baltic temperatures. In light of the impending situation that is seasonal disposition, Ihave participated in summer activities the last week.i. I visited a wildlife park. That's pretty summery isn't it? I was there, in summer nature, in...

So, one hour and a half later, I have written 622 words of complete and utter plot-less drivel. It brings my total word count up to 1, 228 - success!. I'm writing what was supposed to be a Snarry, but has now become a Drarry. There also seems to be some underlying Snupin happening and I can't even explain how it got there.I don't think that I've ever seen a story to the end. I usually get halfway...

I am a drinker with a writing problem. I can quite drinking anytime; writing on the other hand...So, having left my natural habitat on a two day excursion to a new city - surprisingly, it's the one that feels more like home than my 'home' - I have returned with a new lease of life. Please note that I said lease...Synonyms: rent, let, let out, hire, hire out, sub let, sub lease... ... basically,...

In so many ways.I've taken a handful of Kalms; that's a traditional natural plant remedy to relieve periods of worry, irritability, stresses ad strains. They don't fucking work. I take them anyway because like everything else in my life, they have this contradicting psychological effect on me; if I take them I feel calm because I associate them with being calm. I'm crazy, I know.... head feels fit...

... has a smart remark for everything.She ... has a loud diva voice.She ... thinks very highly of herself.She ... arrives once a week and stretches herself leisurely across the couch, feet propped against the wall.She ... leaves dirty socks lying around the room.She ... makes demands.She ... turns music on really loudly while I'm trying to write.She ... sings obnoxious songs when we're watching...

Let me set the scene: crackling fire, blinds pulled, sweat pants and fluffy socks; steam spiraling from a mug of peppermint tea, full belly, stuffy nose and Pretty Little Liars on the telly.It's a bitterly cold night and I'm loving every second of it. I'm not feeling it much though because I'm running a temperature, thanks to nasopharyngitis, rhinopharyngitis, acute coryza or as you know it, a...

Don’t – don’t let go; that’s my problem. Despite the world of advice and professional opinion, I can’t let it go. I’ve got a story, like everyone else I’ve got my own cross to carry, and I’ve fallen a couple times in my journey. My fucking problem is that I never got back up.My life is a never ending novel. You know that one on your hard drive you’ve been working on since...

As I said before, I don't like to make yearly resolutions because the statistics are already against me before I've decided what I want to do, and mostly because I have commitment issues. So instead I make monthly aims and so far so good.January's aims are to lose five pound, mind my own business, ring the dentist, read Shamanka and get half way through Shadows and Strongholds.[X]So far I have...

I made new years resolutions and like 93% of people, I have broken them already. Actually, that was a big fat lie - I didn't even try to begin them. What I am going to do instead is at the beginning of every month, I will make a brief list of a few things I wish to accomplish that month. I can't work long term goals, but I'm very good at achieving things in small doses, so this should be easy.[ ]...

I can't explain what came over me, but whatever it was I'm feeling positive about tomorrow. What's happening tomorrow? Nothing, but I intend to change that!I am going to rise early, shower and make myself look pretty with war paint and hair stiffening products, and then I will go to Blackpool. While there I will purchase a new pair of runners, some food for the week at work, and I will then buy a...

Loyalty does.That's the bit she struggles with, my mother, because she is the most treacherous wench who ever lived. My entire life was spent tip toeing around her delusional self, trying to avoid the blows as much as I could, but having to surrender myself for the sake of my siblings.What she doesn't get it is that the problem runs deeper than she knows; so deep there's pills, leather couches and...

You think your comments hurt me? That's cute. Bless your delusional heart, amigo. Au contraire, all you're doing is getting me recognition and I'm egotistical enough to accept it in all lights; negative being the most popular, but oh well.I'm also slightly paranoid so my first thoughts most days are 'Am I being insulted?'. And just in case I can't tell if I am or not, please know your insults are...

Actually, I lied - I just wanted to grab your attention. It comes with being new on a website; you flamboyantly announce your arrival in the hopes of being recognised, albeit I've never been good at being acknowledged for anything positive.So, where do I begin? “Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” - Lewis Carrol, Alice in...