Tea

This poem was prompted by Potted Purple Mag’s seventh issue’s theme, ‘Culture’. It’s a pretty weird topic for me, and one that I’ve considered before in my writing, since I often find myself wondering what my culture actually is–what it means to be British, in other words. For this poem, my mind immediately went to the age-old stereotype: tea. But I wanted to transform it through personal memories which are unironically ‘tea-stained’, showing the people behind the hot drink which might as well be a meme at this point. So, here are my thoughts on tea; I hope you enjoy reading them!

Reborn Bloodlines Excerpt

Are you a fan of my first supernatural young adult novel, Twisted Bloodlines? Well, you might be excited to learn that I’m currently writing the sequel! I have three books (so, a trilogy) planned for the ‘Bloodlines series’ – Twisted Bloodlines, Reborn Bloodlines and Broken Bloodlines. Would you be interested in reading the first chapter of Reborn Bloodlines? Great! It’s waiting for you just below!

Wasted

To be completely honest, this poem was born from boredom. I was in class and, having finished my work, turned to a new page in my notebook and wrote down a few lines. Then a few more. Then a couple more, just for good measure. I ended up with a poem! Well, I ended up with three. Only one is here today, though, and that’s ‘Wasted’, a commentary on how adults view modern kids’ childhoods as useless and wasted, largely due to screen time and not going outside like in the ‘good old days’.

Her Eyes Were Pebbles

Thanks to The Young Writers Initiative’s summer camp, here’s a cool piece on taking a metaphor and turning it into a full bit of writing. This is some flash fiction on the metaphor of eyes being ‘pebbles’, a somewhat cliched idea which I’ve hopefully given a new spin to. It does discuss death, grief and end of life care, so be warned!

Summer Haikus

Three summery haikus are coming your way, thanks to The Young Writers Initiative and their summer camp! In case you don’t know, haikus are three-line poems which are usually about nature and originate from Japan. The first line has five syllables, the second seven and the last another five. I’ve created three haikus on the overall topic of summer: Dappled, Joy and False Night.