The Upside Down

Cue Will Smith. Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down … by my worst project to date. As the weeks dragged on my excitement began to slowly ebb away, as did my will to live. The result? Several mental breakdowns, a new haircut that had the vibes of Jenna’s […]

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The News Today | Episode 2 | 28th August

Today, there is no news. It is a bright and blue winters day, as I sit in class, listening to my tutor explaining how blog posts work to my classmates. Some of which cannot quite make blog posts work. True to form, I’m hungry, and early await when we are set free to raid the […]

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So, what’s your story?

The time I got asked this question, I was having the worst time of my life (to date) and I couldn’t help thinking a couple of choice words about this man.

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Look | Poem

I wrote this poem in class. It reminded me of someone I loved. I hope they’re okay. We sat by the ocean,  and you gazed upon me like I was a mirror.  Everything you were,  was reflected in me.  And the way you looked upon me,  was like the turn of the sun  as it […]

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Why risks are no risk at all — WANDERER

This is an excerpt from the first chapter of my manuscript, Wanderer. A 30-year-old man, David Lee-Jacobson, who’s whole life fell apart without ever truly being together, dies. David’s soul moves on to the space beyond life, but his body remains alive, inhabited by a soul who’s never had a body of their own.

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What does it mean to be beautiful?

This is just something I’ve been thinking about recently. How I perceive beauty, how do you? First post in a while, woohoo! 100% sober and not once do I mention b*tch 👍

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The News Today | Episode 1 | 7th June

Today, there is no news. Nothing of great importance happened. The sky is bright and blue, almost unbearably so. The trees outside my window are adorned in the red golds of autumn, but the pines remain vividly green. The air is bitterly cold, and winter is not very far away at all. I had to […]

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The Third of March | Poem

A poem I wrote as part of my class I take at NMIT. We were asked to write a poem every day for five days. It was fun, I guess. I woke strangely this morning. My thoughts scattered. Patterns shifted. I had some kind of dream that faded before I could imprint it into my […]

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The Chosen // Unpublished Story

Everything was white. Blinding and devoid of life. People were no longer human, but robots, clothed in white jumpsuits walking around day after day, repeating the same cycle over and over. A cycle that never ended. Nothing had changed since the day she’d been dragged into this white wasteland, so how was she meant to […]

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Get Over It | Musings

As I write this, I can’t help feeling a bit like my Dad. He would often make comments around the dinner table, or while relaxing in the living room, about how everyone is so sensitive these days. About how it seems like every thing, no mater how much they pandered to the easily peeved, would […]

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Scream | A Poem

A poem written in a fever of frustration. I know to many people who are not what they say they are. It drives me mad when people are like this. Many people call me quirky. I know I am strange. How I act and how I think does not match the status quo. While I […]

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Intoxicated Thoughts

Buying 2L of cranberry and vodka was the best decision I could have made for New Year’s Eve. Now don’t get me wrong, alcohol is my current partner and probably always will be. So, to say that I was compensating for a lack of a boyfriend isn’t entirely wrong, although I love my friend and […]

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Monsters and Friends | Part 2 |Wander

“ She wanted none of those days to end,  and it was always with disappointment  that she watched the darkness stride forward. “ LOLA The streets were quiet. Fat clouds bounced overhead, blocking out the sun. A scrap of newspaper floated across the pavement and bumped into the door of a hair salon, from the window you […]

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Conversation Killer

I’m not gonna lie, this photography project was extremely ironic, especially for me. Catch me with my head in my phone 24/7 scrolling through Instagram, but catch me in this photography class pointing out the concerns of social media. And who better to influence me than Babycakes Romero. Yes, that’s his actual name, and yes, […]

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Ebb and Flow | Musings

Lately it seems like my life is full of crazy twists and turns. A plethora of highs met with extreme lows. The tides of my life are ebbing and flowing in strange unnatural patterns which is taking a considerable toll. A lot has happened in the past month or so. First I got accepted into […]

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Insight | A Poem

A poem that is both ironic and hypocritical in relation to me. But also not. I’m at a very confusing stage in my life.     I try to see into the people around me.   It is an exercise I find comes naturally.   Perhaps I’m intuitive,   perhaps I’m nosy.   To interested […]

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Monsters and Friends | Part 1 | Dark

“ yet each man kills the thing he loves by each let this be heard some do it with a bitter look some with a flattering word the coward does it with a kiss the brave man with a sword “ ~ Oscar Wilde      TRISTAN It was a lonely quiet day, as the night before […]

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To All The Projects I’ve Hated Before, Pt. 2

Third time’s a charm, folks. Despite the best of intentions to leave my high school fashion disasters in the dust, I wound up enrolled in a dress studio with nowhere to hide from designing barely wearable clothes. I had no other choice. With an eccentric tutor and a group bound together by our obvious loner […]

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Concave | Poem

I wrote this poem while I was listening to a song. This is sort of how it make me feel. But it’s more than that.   My heart beats inside my chest,   And as it thuds,   And tremors,   I cannot help but feel   An eerie sense of foreboding.   A storm […]

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