I can’t believe what I watched unfold last night on social media, and the horror continues today. Bomb attack at the end of an Ariana Grande gig at the MEN Arena, a place we frequently go to gigs to see our idols and share a passion for music. A safe place of solidarity, like-minded people… Continue reading Manchester.
The last few weeks have been hell. Dealing with assignments, one after the other, with no time to waste. It’s been a struggle, but now I’m happy to say that they’re all done and submitted; the taught part has come to and end, and now, we move into the final part of the Masters course.… Continue reading Moving into the final part of my Masters
So, one of the modules I’m on this trimester is called Experimental Practice, and on it we are taught the history of experimental writing and form, the different techniques used, and how to develop our own pieces of experimental, contemporary writing through a range of different creative writing experiments. My course is solely called ‘Creative… Continue reading Deletionism/Erasure Poetry
Evening everyone! With all the stress of uni partially over now for the Easter break – don’t get me wrong, I still have numerous essays to write that are due next month – but I get a little bit of free time to re-focus on my own previous creative writing projects again! So I’m going… Continue reading Decode on Channillo
It’s over! Our Masters of Arts presentation day is finally done with, and a success at that! I’m so grateful and thankful for everyone on the course that took the lead, took charge and helped put together and make the day the success that it was, especially for those like me who were just overwhelmed… Continue reading Proud
I’ve had a hellish week. I’d been wrongly diagnosed and put on two different antibitoics which I found out yesterday at the hospital were doing me more harm than good! I’ve been pretty much dead all weekend and unable to move, so I’m glad I’ve been told to stop that treatment. I’ve been put on a different… Continue reading The Big Day
So yesterday after a few weeks delay, I finally got the marks back for the last assessment I’ve been waiting on, and one of my most personal creative pieces to date that I chose to be assessed. The assessment took the form of two pieces: a statement of poetics, and the actual creative piece. I… Continue reading Apathetic