The title of this post comes from the final two lines of Ode on a Grecian Urn, written by John Keats in 1819. I’m not usually a fan of poetry, but I do have a soft spot for Keats. In my humble opinion, he was the greatest of the Romantic poets, and it’s a crying […]
The City’s True Face (Flash Fiction)
The darkness of the early hours surrounds me as I walk up the street. Flickering street lights hum quietly among bare tree branches. Silhouettes dance across shuttered shop fronts. A fox lurks behind a phone box, nosing through discarded food wrappers. The low drone of occasional traffic ceases. For a few moments, no cars pass. […]
Using a writing prompt
I stumbled across this post and decided to have a go using the writing prompt provided. Make sure you check it out, and maybe try it yourself. For now…enjoy. Your boat rocks back and forth, and you peer over the edge, catching a glimpse of something you thought was gone forever. Oh no, is that […]
Antique Clock (Flash Fiction)
I thought I’d try to lighten the mood after my last post, and dig out one of my old flash fictions that I particularly like. Enjoy. Antique Clock The minute hand crept slowly around the elegant clock face, caressing the curlicues and spirals that embraced the numbers. It inched closer to midnight, pulling itself through […]
Remembrance
I don’t really wish to make this blog overly personal, or political, but sometimes I’m overcome by a need to write something that isn’t related to films, or art, or books. As a writer, I absorb influence from everything around me, and my writing is as much a reflection of me as anything else. Besides, […]
Just why I love Pixar
I may have a fascination for zombies, a lifelong passion for Die Hard, and undying respect for Ripley, but in my heart of hearts, I simply adore Pixar. I’ve seen all of their films at the cinema, with the exception of The Incredibles, and the release of a new Pixar film fills me with the […]
