The Perfect Morning

Flushed cheeks and watery eyes, the crisp morning breeze streamed rabidly through her hair. Teeth chattering, she glanced upwards momentarily, the mammoth flame was growing steadily. She stretched her arms out and wiggled her fingers, the heat began to warm her fingertips. There were 16 of them, to be precise; divided into four compartments of … More The Perfect Morning

Armageddon?

So I realised that I haven’t blogged in a while. Am I suffering from a severe case of writer’s block? Hmm I don’t think so. The issue is more to do with the fact that I’m lacking in inspiration. Even when I do manage to muster an ounce of hope and excitement I’ll turn on the News … More Armageddon?