Haiku
Posted by Andrew on January 31st, 2006Music beats, ears bleed
Brain’s meld with unseen magic
I’m under your spell
Archive for January, 2006
Morning pages - Snoring cages
Posted by Andrew on January 30th, 2006I cannot move.
I cannot see.
I am barely conscious. I have been cruelly woken by a loud beeping noise. It took perhaps 10 seconds for me to come out of my dream world and realise that the beeping was originating from an alarm clock, another second to realise it was my alarm clock, and yet one […]
Starbucks girl
Posted by Andrew on January 29th, 2006She disappeared past my right shoulder, exiting out of Starbucks. I closed my eyes. One sense down, my minds eye began re-painting her picture. From a dark canvas she slowly graduated into view. No detail was forgotten. Her long brunette hair, her fashionably rectangle glasses, the olive skin and the dark brown eyes. My sight […]
Whine
Posted by Andrew on January 28th, 2006I feel empty. I have come out of the bookshop, WH Smiths, with nothing! A rare occurence and one that I should be proud of - but nope, just emptiness.
My mind is fiercey resistant to studying or writing today. Resistant to thinking. I have a mild hangover and did not get much sleep. I don’t […]
One volcanic crag to go please.
Posted by Andrew on January 22nd, 2006The course recommends finding your favourite place to write. They, helpfully tell us that Proust wrote in bed, Dahl on the floor of his shed and Rowling in an Edinburgh café.
I appreciate the suggestions and have decided I would best write in an Edinburgh café, drinking Cappuccinos, tapping away on an iBook. The inspirational castle […]
Who would do something like that?
Posted by Andrew on January 21st, 2006£1.24 in loose change, 1 ping pong ball, 2 lost fountain pens and an odd sock. All these I found in my mad quest to find my keys. Yet no keys. I had used them to get in the day before! How could they just disappear? I looked everywhere. In my desperation to find them […]
Screams and silence
Posted by Andrew on January 14th, 2006My journal has long been a wasteground for my negative feelings. I am only driven to the page by sheer desperation. With such long time lying between each entry, so much goes unsaid. Without a natural context for my entries to sit within, they hold too much power, too much influence, for the reader, against […]
I turned the corner, and there, coming towards me was…
Posted by Andrew on January 10th, 2006Her. It was otherwise an empty corridor. It made it claustrophobic. Just me and her. I continued walking; all to quickly getting nearer. My sensations seared. My nervous system went into a whole new gear. Had these legs of mine walked before? Now it seemed an alien activity, the prior 16 years experience forgotten. My […]
One summers day.
Posted by Andrew on January 10th, 2006The sun bakes the field, the green grass of yester-month, a brown bristle. It was of no observation to the war unfolding. Andrew sprinted down the left pointing at where he wanted the ball delivered. Ed slotted through the pass and moving inside, Andrew took the ball and he was one-on-one with the keeper.
“Finish it!” […]
Writing course preamble
Posted by Andrew on January 10th, 2006What are my thoughts prior to the creative writing course commencing?
A mixture of excitement and apprehension. It will be the first first course I have done that is completely outside my comfort zone. English language, communication, has always been my weakness - probably my biggest. I left school and college without a solid foundation in […]
