The front door was white with an autumn wreath hanging from the doorknocker. Leaves and berries of yellow, orange and brown stared at me through the eye of this council house. Three sets of wellies, one large and two small, stood beside the door. I wasn’t sure whether to knock or ring the doorbell. IContinueContinue reading “The Debt Collector”
Category Archives: PORTFOLIO WRITING
DEATH IN AN HOURGLASS
Your staff chips away at the exterior as you knock for attention your feet cemented within the sand that runs past you your cloak not as black as the stories tell your hood replaced by a cap and grin I hear the sandman is your stepfather and he carries nightmares in his bag your liesContinueContinue reading “DEATH IN AN HOURGLASS”
Publishing Placement #5
Day three and I felt like one of the gang: It’s amazing what a bit of courtesy and kind manners can do for the mental health in an office environment. Anna is one of those directors who clearly cares for her staff. I found that working along side her was a pure joy. She didContinueContinue reading “Publishing Placement #5”
Publishing Placement #4
Day 2, I was put to copy editing manuscripts again which was more than fine by me. Picking up my confidence I was flying through these books, weaving through narratives, getting lost in personal histories, even speaking in the authors voice myself. I loved every minute of it. The office staff are so friendly andContinueContinue reading “Publishing Placement #4”
Publishing Placement #3
Day one in the big publishing house: At the age of thirty-one, I felt like I was back in year nine starting my work placement all over again. A deer in headlights had a better expression upon its face than I did. I was so terribly nervous. Again, I arrived at the office ten minutesContinueContinue reading “Publishing Placement #3”
Publishing Placement #2
The day of the meeting. Choosing what to wear, I felt as though I was getting ready for a trial or attending a job interview for a firm I was inadequately qualified for. I arrived ten minutes before the meeting time (because I have a flawed fear of arriving anywhere late so I have toContinueContinue reading “Publishing Placement #2”
Publishing Placement #1
Starting the second year of my degree came with many questions. I wondered what I could learn this year that would enhance what I had already learnt in the last. I also thought about what opportunities awaited the central year of my time here at Edge Hill. I found that for one of our modules,ContinueContinue reading “Publishing Placement #1”
Bent
She lay bent in half beneath the tree, her skirt ripped and tights torn. Leaves scrambled within her hair hide the bruising. A long buttercup plucked too soon lay within her view. Blood trickled down her thigh. Looking down she carefully placed her breast back behind the lace with a shaking hand. The only comfortContinueContinue reading “Bent”
Self Portrait – the good & the ugly
Hidden scars bring a red river of pain, soothed by the faint giggles radiating from the playroom. Siblings creating memories, tied with little hands. My dog’s swirling tail as he brings back his ball. My tempered balloon – hard to fill but too quickly popped. Unable to clear away the scattered rubber before myContinueContinue reading “Self Portrait – the good & the ugly”
Stuck
Stuck. Unable to move. The cold creeping over his being. The ice drawing his liquid out and turning his residue hard. Leave your trail. How can he leave his trail if he is still? Unable to move. Slowly does it. Slowly has always done it. He could retreat inside although the cold is felt everywhere.ContinueContinue reading “Stuck”
