November 2010
19 posts
“After a while the current is calling me, lulling me, waving goodbye. I’m...”
– Lead Sails (And Paper Anchors) - Atreyu
Raging, Ruthless, Rewarding Sin.
Worming your way in, Look at what you’ve achieved. The distance between us, grows further. But I can see you’re relieved.
Raging, ruthless, rewarding sin. Reap the harvest, replant your seeds. You’ve gained control now, Deep wounds, bleed. And I’m on the outside look, Screaming let me in.
Can I...
take this radio silence,
to mean that the show is over?
Nine things about yourself.
jacquelynnmarcella:
I love photography, proud owner of the Canon Rebel XSi.
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I got to use the Canon Rebel XSi when I was in America as a Summer Camp’s photographer. Very nice camera :D
The Leaves Have Turned
The Leaves Have Turned.
The leaves have turned,
Green, golden, ground.
Trampled underfoot,
Not a single bit of attention paid.
...
The Death of Hamlet
This is a five minute radio play based on Hamlet's last scene in William Shakespeare's: Hamlet. This is an assignment for my Radio Writing module at University. This is copied and pasted from the first draft and there is probably a lot of mistakes. When I go through and correct them I'll update this post or just post the new draft.
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Ellie Goulding
I really enjoyed the Ellie Goulding gig tonight. She’s absolutely gorgeous and more talented than I thought, I didn’t know she could play drums for example. She sand amazingly, her voice was amazing. There was two support bands, Bright Light Bright Light and Sunday Girl. BLBL were amazing, really well engineered sounds and amazing vocals, Sunday Girl weren’t so good I...
Holiday
Based on:
An article from The Sun, page 33.
Friday 13th October.
"Bobbies on the tweet."
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INT. DAVE’S LIVING ROOM - DAY ...
Orbs
The way she looks at me, Them grey shiny orbs. If you look closer into the spheres. The gates defending her mind. Captivating stare. Piercing gaze. This is not just a phase.
And her eyes, Say everything she won’t. She whispers; “I’m scared”, But her baby greys say it all. They exclaim; “I love you too.”
Colour divides the grey from the black.
A ring of gold,...
Jump.
EXT. BEACH - NIGHT.
There is a campfire burning. Logs have been brought up close
to make benches. Around it sit three friends. GAVIN, ROY and
TONY. Dance music is playing through some portable speakers.
There are...
Just a quick poem I wrote as a demonstration of...
I am a dog
I like to woof
In to the fog.
blah de blah.
blah blee.
Love is poo
When you look
Into the fog.
Jesus has a beard
And so do you.