My reasons for Fiction Friday today are two fold:
1) Because I’ll be reading as part of the Purpereus Writers at the Runnymede Literary Festival tomorrow (already!?) at the Centre for Creative Collaboration in Central London from 7:30 – 9:30. I’m doing a SciFi monologue, which will be interesting to try and act to say the least! Haha! It’d be lovely if you could come and see the whole range of literary play that the Festival will deliver!
2) As it was National Poetry Day just yesterday – a benchmark into Spring as I call it – I wrote a poem before I went to sleep, as I’ve been itching to do poetry for a while now. However, since I seem to switch mediums ALL the time (the only thing I haven’t tried much of is TV screenwriting actually), it’s a little temperamental to get the brain working on that particular side. It’s like switching up your spoken language, I guess. However, I did write something and I would like to share it here on the blog. So here goes!
uncertainty, chaos, disorder
Voids gravitate to
What could’ve been
Eclipsing newly shed realities.
Blackholes seeking homes
Chromosomes drawing to a close
Truths that she doesn’t want to know
Exhuming alternatives like constellations
Humming with post-coital glow
Seeds of doubt
Feed the hope between each space
Defines a tangent
But it’s all for show.
Fission made in the conditional
A hammering heart of
Hermeneutic – tic -tic
A clock that’s forgotten to sing
Quite in tune.