That is right. I flipping went and wrote some poetry! It was definitely the module on my Creative Writing MA that I was the most nervous for, but, I've actually enjoyed it. Just seven weeks ago I had never even attempted to write a poem, so I am so chuffed with myself! I won't be … Continue reading Poetry: You Can Be Anyone / The Wedding Dress
Tag: Creative Writing
University and the Mature Student
September marked the start of my second foray into higher education as a mature student with the commencement of an MA in Creative Writing. My undergraduate degree was enough of a challenge; I worked full time and studied full time and for two of the three years I also held down a long distance relationship … Continue reading University and the Mature Student
The Blind Date
The theme for my Writers Group this month was 'Humour'. I've had a stab, but I'm not sure it's my genre!!! Let me know what you think....! Inelegantly heaving her 5 foot nothing self onto a highly fashionable, yet torturous bar stool, Chloe precariously perched her bottom in the cold, hard metal seat. She beckoned … Continue reading The Blind Date
The Power of Music
As I am now writing on a daily basis, whether it be for my blog or working on my stories, I've been spending time thinking about how I work best in order to get the ol' creative juices flowing! I'd always previously just set up the laptop in the kitchen, but I found I was … Continue reading The Power of Music
Dare to Dream
When I tell people that I’m going back to study for an MA, they’re initially impressed – until I tell them that I’m going to study Creative Writing. At this point they look at me as if I’ve just told them I’d like to become a unicorn riding mermaid. I then receive either the jokey … Continue reading Dare to Dream
Flashes of Love
’98…99…100’. Her eyes flew open, ‘ready or not, here I come!’ The young girl rose quickly from her crouched position beneath the large apple tree and ran down the hill into the wood. It was midsummer and the warm, humid air was tinged ever so slightly by the dusty smell of corn being harvested nearby. … Continue reading Flashes of Love
