ness kingsley: writes, reads, rants & rambles
to one dead - francis ledwidge A blackbird singingOn a moss-upholstered stone,Bluebells swinging,Shadows wildly blown,A song in the wood,A ship on the sea.The song was for youAnd the ship was for me.A blackbird singingI hear in my troubled mind,Bluebells swingingI see in a distant wind.But sorrow and silenceAre the wood's threnody,The silence for youAnd the… Continue reading to one dead
Let me regale you with the adventures I've somewhat recently taken between the pages of books, thundering away at a keyboard, and - memorably - in a cinema seat. YOUNG ADULT NOVELS AND I STILL DON'T GET ALONG I DNF'd A Curse So Dark and Lonely - it wasn't my cup of tea, and ...… Continue reading books and movies and entwives
I'm trying to establish a routine. This is the first week I have implemented Operation Get More Sleep and Write and Read as Much as Possible. (OGMSWRMP for short.) (I pick the best Operation names) Here's the bare bones of it: Get up at 5:15-20ish, devotions, write for ten - twenty minutes, go to work.… Continue reading unicorn poop, early mornings, and the grey wolf: a routine(ish)
I've been keeping of words and books for a long time now. It's not long when compared to some blogs, but if you compare it to the lifespan of a mayfly ... my gosh! It's been an age. april 2018 ... i read disturbing things I was in Canada and borrowing heavily from the library.… Continue reading a visit from aprils past
Mr. Brundy is an illegitimate orphan who’s worked his way up from the workhouses. He’s now one of the richest men in England. He’s honest and hardworking. He also can’t pronounce his ‘h’s.
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