The following is the result of a late night and a racing mind. Enjoy - Jen x There is an irony in our lives that is unavoidable. Once you open your eyes to it and take in the truth of it, you can't help but see it everywhere. Or at least I can't. It… Continue reading The Irony of Our Lives – A Soul’s Question?
It was at this point that the rain stopped and once I reached the top of the hill, it was my turn to stop. There was no rainbow. It wasn't a scene an artist would pick out as being immediately striking. But the key was the palest blue and the sun was so bright that the glint of my watch face made me shut my eyes.
I am a con artist. A fake. A liar. I weave lies into my life as often as the truth, and I could not exist without them. I would be a paper girl, standing on bending legs without my golden spool of fake. Except for the simple fact that who I am striving to deceive is… Continue reading How I Get Out of Bed
To me, the concept of something has always been easier to accept than the thing itself. For example, when I six, the concept of going down the water slide was much easier than actually forcing myself off of the ledge with one small push. I understood the theory of the action, but it didn't translate… Continue reading The Concept of Adulthood
Hello everyone, For the duration of July and a portion of August, I traveled to Tanzania meaning that the last time I blogged was in June. So enjoy another rambling installment direct to you from my mind - Imagination Vs. Logic: Tanzania I have lived a life categorized by lines and neatness. For as… Continue reading Imagination and Logic in Tanzania
Hello everyone, I'm back again with more musings and ramblings. This time I wanted to speak about the personality of a writer and how difficult it can be to understand, which came into focus for me at the International Literary Festival in Dublin where I won a 'Date with An Agent'. Enjoy, Jennifer x ------------------------------------------------------------------… Continue reading The Writer’s Personality & ILF 2017
Blog Post May 2017 - Redefining Memory (Apologies for the prolonged absence, I was so busy with college exams! But now, life hereafter begins.) Hello everyone, I have always been obsessed with memory, though ‘obsessed’ does not feel like the right word. Truly, my preoccupation with memory is ingrained in how I live. I… Continue reading The Fear of Forgetting
The Girl That Was Before Four Years Ago - Age 19 It was 2013 and the lights were flickering too fast for my liking and everywhere smelled of the closeness of warm bodies. Sweat and warmth. In the nightclub light, we all glimmered. The music that played was a repetitive, lyricless beat but still everyone… Continue reading The Girl That Was Before
I am not sure if everyone in the world feels emotions as I do. Or experiences anything the way I do. How can we be sure that one person's experience of a rainbow or the flickering light of a candle is really the same? I cannot speak for anyone other than myself. Yet as a… Continue reading Cutting the Bullshit