Living?

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
Sometimes living feels likesinging but too loud,talking but indecipherable,dancing with chains round the anklesof two left feet; caring but too much,waiting too long,leaving too soon,never enough,ever too much; the loner:a welcome presence in a crowd,simultaneously languishing in singularity; an unwilling oddity,surrounded by normal,good people;I am engulfedin their beautiful…

Ways Of The Soul

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
I understand now,why hearts shatter in the middle of the night,in the shade of darknesswhere there is no hopeof spectatorscoming to intrude on the truthof a telling sadness. I understand whyit’s impossible to talkwith that lump in the throat,wading in a sea of individualswho also feel unseen. I…

The Race Series: The Whipping Post

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
So we went to Tanzania, as I mentioned in my previous post. And it was truly a fun, mixed bag of an experience. I learned things I didn’t even know existed to be learned, made a friend and realised changes about myself which were unsettling yet true. Where…

The Race Series (Sort Of): Where’s that?

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
Yesterday, I was talking with my Southern African family about a trip I’m taking to Tanzania. I’ve never been to Tanzania. But a friend wanted to celebrate her birthday there, so we’re going. By the time this article is published, we’d have gone and come back to Southern…

Questioning Lady Marina Steamsail [Part 10]

(Books by Authors Who Never Existed:  A Steampunk Hybrid story) By the author of BARD: Owner of the Gemstone Chief Shabuni excuses himself from Mrs. Claws house.  The Clockmaker will be arriving soon, and Inspecter Harper and Campbell, along with Mr. TLC, will keep watch over Mrs. Claws, and on The Book Stealer.  He needsContinue reading “Questioning Lady Marina Steamsail [Part 10]”

Random Thoughts: Pretending I Knew A Famous, Dead Stranger

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
I once watched a movie which depicted the life of a painter… The painter, described by the Internet as ‘morally skittish’, left his family behind for a carefree, Tahitian existence. If I remember correctly, the painter had a friend who also aspired to be an artist -except that…

The Race Series: What Is The Opposite Of Generational Trauma?

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
There’s a conversation going around these days about the generational traumas we inherit from previous generations and pass on to our descendants. I’d say it’s an attempt to justify all the inexplicable patterns that crop up in families -regardless of whether or not the people who constitute that…

Random Thoughts: Writing and Censorship

Originally posted on The Amateur's Quill:
I have a roundabout confession to make. I am one of those people who censors themselves quite a bit. Even though I’m aware that I’m an amateur writer, a hobbyist, I do feel a need to check myself in public. Why? At first, it was because I’m my…