So personally, Hans Christian Anderson is just not a writer I look to for happy endings, especially after he turned the mermaid into sea foam at the end. When I’m five it’s not the story I was looking for. And Disney kind of screwed it up for me with the whole giving up of the […]

I have seen the roads in Aleppo, Dry tarmac and asphalt Flood with a crimson liquid. A mixture of rain and drain water And the lives of little children Seeping through, Broken bones & torn arteries Coloring the streets With their blood. Two little boys Who sat amongst A pile of rubble Smiled, holding each […]

How much of our stories are written before we are alive, before we are born before we are even conceived? How much of our future is written in stone and how much of it dependent on the choices that we are to be faced with? What does it mean to know that all the great […]

There has been so much hype over this book and frankly, I just don’t understand why. To me it was a slow read. It wasn’t horrible, but it just wasn’t good. It was the sort of book I’d read while doing something else, or listening to really good music. It’s not a book I’d read […]