Journal

Fated and Fixed

When it’s time, it’s time.
Cherry

Tribute to Kew

When its's good, it's very,very good.

Self-confrontation!!!

I have lots of things to do and I don’t know where to start. Sometimes I think I don’t have to do all the school stuff. There are moments when I feel like the things I do are useless.

The White Room

Background: This story was created in the year 2000 at a Women's Writing group in Great Portland Street. Unfortunately the space no longer exists. Thankfully, I kept The White Room.

The Chatter Box

He chats to the whole world, Horses gape and gallop like lightening. He chats to a gathering, Horses growl and grin together. He chats to them all, Horses grunt and go green.

Holocaust

Hell, One agony, Leaning together,tragic, On trains,huddled,hunched, Carried away to deteriorate,die, And if you refused, torture, torment,

Writer's Block

Wondering if inspiration will ever emerge, Roaring up the steep mountain, Investigating how to create a surge, Trusting that your ideas will reap, Exercising the elusive muse,

A Rude Awakening

I am sleeping in a five star luxury hotel in the middle of busy Berlin which I won in a writing competition. The duvet is made from premium duck feathers. I feel like a princess.
Cherry

Your Country Needs You

The Great (or not so great) War

STUCK AND PANICKING!!!

Somehow, I seem to be stuck between two needs. First is the basic physiologic need, sleep. Second is the self-actualization, studying.