Meaning in the Eye of the Beholder

I am naturally an extrovert. I thrive around people, being social, being active, interacting and engaging with my surroundings and all that surrounds me! I love to host, I love to bring people out of their shells, I love to be the first one on the dance floor, sharing my creativity and inspiring others to... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I Can Only Type A – A Writer’s Self Editing Rant

  As a writer there is nothing better then typing the words The End onto whatever story you have been etching onto the page from the very inner depths of your brink, sinew and soul. Sure there can be a bittersweet edge laced into the Fin of what the words represent, for no longer will... Continue Reading →

When Is A Picture Worth More Than A Word Count?

No, this isn't going to be the great paradox of my blog, nor is it some sinister throw down to wage a war of debate between writer's and artist. In fact the answer is rather easy and one that I was reminded of during a recent writing prompt. So, when is a picture worth more... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Chapter Six

Inside the Gotham City Bank: The Bank is dark, empty and eerie but a single voice echoes giddy and disembodied throughout the marble halls: โ€œQuestion: whatโ€™s Bat and right and red all over? The answer may just surprise you!โ€ Seemingly from nowhere Batman lands in the center of the grand structure, silhouetted by the skylight... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Prologue

The night is dark and thick with rain that pours down as unrelenting as the iron framework that keeps this facility cut off from the civilized world. Arkham Asylum. This particular extension is even more secluded, furrowed away from the main building and holding cell for the criminally insane or at least those lawyered up... Continue Reading →

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