It’s a new year and it’s time for me to set myself a new set of goals. But this time, I’ve decided to go a bit simpler and rather than giving myself five goals to complete, I’m giving myself one. It’s been an on-going goal for the last...
I don’t seem to be having much luck lately. 2020 was bad. 2021 was awful. Now 2022 has continued the train of bad years. There have been wonderful moments, and those moments have been truly wonderful, but more generally I’ve just had a really rubbish year....
Nottingham-born writer, Richard Kish, this week releases his first ever poetry collection called ‘July’. The collection, described as a poetic snapshot of a month in one depressed late twenty-something’s mind, was born from a personal challenge to write one poem every...
I was trying to figure out what to write this month and really wasn’t sure. I’ve spent the past few months rather mired in my depression and struggling to get out of that rut. 2022 as a year so far certainly hasn’t been kind to me. I may have had...
For some reason over the last year and a half I’ve turned to poetry to express and vent feelings. Why I feel like I need to push these out into the world I’ll never know, but I suppose that while I struggle to write the one thing I want to write right now,...
A short story Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. It was a gentle but consistent knocking that could be heard at the door. No discernible rhythm. Not a parapa-pap-pap. Not a quick knock knock knock. Just a consistent tapping. And then it stopped. Maya...
