How do you Organise your Books?

I have a bit of a thing for interior decorating. I'm not that good at it, but I'll happily spend hours reading magazines and scanning Pinterest, wishing I had the skill (and money) to create something impressive in my own house. And being an avid reader, my interest in decor dovetails neatly into the storage and... Continue Reading →

What I Learnt Coming “off” Social Media

For the past couple of months, I've been "off" social media. It started as a give-something-up-for-Lent thing and thus far, it's continuing. I've been trying this for a few reasons, but primarily to curb my procrastinating and reduce my anxiety. The results have been interesting - and not what you might expect. When I say off I... Continue Reading →

Deja Vu at Quinta da Regaleria

There was a moment as we walked through the magical gardens of this park that my other half said he was sure he'd been here before, not in person, but in a dream. I knew exactly what he meant. The Quinta da Regaleria is one of a number of outlandish buildings and parks located near... Continue Reading →

5 Things You Need to be a Writer

Whether you believe writers are born or made (and I think it's a little bit of both), there are certain traits I think all writers should cultivate. Some may come naturally, others may need a bit of work. But they'll help you be the best writer you can be. 1) Happy in your own company... Continue Reading →

Where Tolkien Taught – Merton College, Oxford

Oxford University is made up of thirty-eight colleges, some of which were built when the University was first established. This includes Merton College, whose alumni include TS Eliot and Thomas Bodley (who founded the Bodleian Library). It's also where J.R.R. Tolkien taught as a professor of English Language and Literature. Many of the buildings that... Continue Reading →

6 Ways to get to Inspired

It would be nice if the muse appeared just when we needed her - but the muse 'ain't that nice. Inspiration rarely drops in uninvited. Even that initial spark of an idea you had didn't actually come from no-where. It could have been trolling around your subconscious for a while. But your brain can only... Continue Reading →


I am framed through the hagioscope, but this is not your prison. They walled you in with freedom, and you sang your own death, and spread pity on all the words that followed. They all want saving but they’re not yours to save. One foot embedded in ancient stone, the other pointed as you rise.... Continue Reading →

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