This writing course has stirred up an old familiar longing, to head back into academia. Namely A Creative Writing MA. Having been exposed to new writing and given assignments I am eager for more. I just received feedback for the short piece Home. After a few butterflies I opened the email. It was a pleasant … Continue reading A Masters?
Today I have been working on a piece to send into the course co-ordinator, the theme being home, and what it means. As soon as I got out of my own head the words flowed freely. Home has been intangible for me growing up. Split between houses, are they both home or neither? Can a … Continue reading Home
Normal is a nebulous term, particularly now-a-days. Three weeks into Sertraline reduction and my mood is beginning to stabilise. I no longer feel depressed mid-afternoon and have so much more energy and focus. Sure there are highs and lows, pain hits harder and happy times leave me dancing about the room. One amazing result of … Continue reading Normality?
After feeling the worst i had in some time yesterday, today I appear to have turned a corner. I have been remarkably happier and dare I say, productive. I booked myself into a writing course, and spent an hour or so working on my novel. It's just a quick post for today as it's coming … Continue reading Productive?
I signed up for a course from Writer's HQ. A free mini masterclass for short fiction. The first week focuses on the ideas, stripping everything back to basics. The first task is to write out a true story from your own life. My pieces tend to err on the magical side. Writing consumed me when … Continue reading Truth And Writing