One of the strangest things to me is the New Year’s resolution. You think of what you’d like to change as the year reaches its conclusion. But the difference between December 31st and the start of January is one day. That’s not enough time to change your mind, no matter what people might say. But… Continue reading As we approach December 31st, I wanted to write a poem about something that has always confused me – New Year’s resolutions.
I spend a lot of time thinking about nothing. Not thinking about nothing as in the daydreaming, Drifting off with eyes gleaming, That regular people do. Thinking about nothing as a possibility. A future endeavour, and trying to imagine what sheer nothingness would feel like. It sounds lonely. We as people aren’t defined by solitude,… Continue reading Nothing
The following is a monologue from my play, 'A.D.A.M'. In the adaptation of Frankenstein, the speech is from the character of A.D.A.M - an artificial intelligence unit who is struggling with his sentience. "Adam: It is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being; all the events of that period appear… Continue reading ‘A.D.A.M’ Extract
If i could, i’d shrink you, and keep you in my veins Inject you like my drug. Cause my school warned me about the dangers of cigarettes and cocaine. But no one ever tells about what you can find in a smile. Truth is the effect is about the same.
Obsessive compulsive disorder is a weird way to live your life. The first line of this was wrong so it just had to be rewritten. Again. And again. And again. And again. And if there weren’t four agains then I’d struggle with that. And my mood can change at the drop of a hat. There’s… Continue reading OCD
Do it. Do it. Just fucking do it already. I pause, my eyes beginning to cloud with a brief pool of regret and shame. I can’t believe it’s got to this point. I’ll do it. I’ll just fucking do it. I hold my finger down, and order Chinese for the third time this week. There… Continue reading Number 118 with Extra Satay Sauce
Last night I had a dream and it really got to me And when I say that sentence you’re expecting it to be About the death of my granddad or some other emotional crap But actually the real dream was much more emotional that that. Under my bed there’s a toy bear that I’ve had… Continue reading The Bear
Sometimes I find myself getting angry. Maybe it’s a misdirection of a lack of affection or an attention seeking way of saying i need protection. Or maybe it’s repressed emotion or my constant devotion to make sure that my world is constantly in motion. I’ve been told that it’s not okay To live your life… Continue reading Throwing Socks At My Wardrobe
This is an extract from the Narrator of my play, 'Sonder': "There are billions of people on this earth, each with their own story. Some of them may only ever feature as an extra in yours – a voice in a crowd, an unrecognisable face on the street, or a blur of traffic on a… Continue reading ‘Sonder’ Extract
You haven’t slept a whole night through in a while. It’s been quite a long time since I’ve seen you smile. All you ever seem to do these days is nap. I think you’re getting a bit big to fit through your human flap. But the catnip that I’ve seen you smoking smells a bit… Continue reading Purrfect