Running, running, running… The night is pitch, a blanket of darkness that engulfs the landscape and blinds those who dare to tread. Don’t go out after dark they say for even that which is known becomes strange. They want to scare us, to keep us away, but away from what? The darkness cannot hurt you... Continue Reading →
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 →
So today I got my first ever creative challenge prompt from Creative Cafe (Just started following them on Medium and you can too here!) The theme being Tasted, inspired by the quote: "He tasted her mind and realized he was starving." I'm eager to join, or at least participate in my own capacity. Today hasn't... Continue Reading →
Glory Fiction 