Interlude

I thought I'd create a little mid point, a little change of pace, where instead of yet another poem, I thought I'd answer some things that people have asked me (an insight into the mind of me). Yeah I know, scary thought huh?

First, for all those enquiring minds... yes I am still writing, little by little, slowly it is coming along. Time is very rare these days to actually sit down and spend a chunk of concentration on 1 thing. Working full time and studying a new course that is (for lack of a better word) alien to me means that my spare time is pretty much non-existant until I get into the swing of things again. I will have more new stuff up though as soon as I possibly can.

I have noticed over the course of the past few months that a lot of my writing is very dark and troubled. This is just simply what comes to me when I watch people. Using public transport everyday gives me an excellent opportunity to analyse people's actions and study what lies in their eyes. (A favourite hobby of mine I guess) Sometimes I will see pain in someone's eyes and my brain just jumps into action. Within seconds I can have a background story for why that is and then out comes the trusty little blackberry to note down what I am thinking. Then before I know it, I have twisted and turned the words out of nothing and there is a poem there.

So when you see yet another dark and twisted poem or random thought, they are not always motivated by what is in my own mind but they do come from somewhere real in me. I understand and know those thoughts and feelings because I wouldn't recognise it in someone else if I hadn't felt it at least once myself.

So now you know and I bet you are glad you asked haha