Month: May 2015

I I am artificial an altered sense of human one with past, present and future combined. I write as I stare at the screen. I am nothing but endless disruptions, corruptions, and interruptions… I answer the phone. I text. I snap-chat. I write emails. I communicate through Skype with distant friends close and far. I…

Through the looking glass It had been some time since I last looked through the kitchen window, with sincerity. Nothing much had changed the avocado tree still offered shade among the palms that competed for space, a crescendo of crickets hummed their melodies above the chorus of native birds, and into the urban close distance…

Changing Perceptions My perception as a writer has been altered, in a state of changing and has encouraged me in the use different qualities that I wasn’t fully aware of before the course. Thank you. I have read many creative non-fictions works prior and in the course but have realised that there is a place…