Selected prose placed by the months of the year. Both the prose and photography are my own work. For me the world burns at both ends. It illuminates my waking thoughts and brightens a sleep filled night that sunders my reality to slumber. This is my first offering so have set the price as low as possible at £2.27 (ex-VAT). If you do buy it then I hope you find it was worthwhile.
Words are strange things really. We all have them within us and for some of us they cannot be kept inside our thoughts. They seek to leach out in many forms. For me that form is prose or poetry. Or at least that is my interpretation of it. I was always under the impression that travel experiences in other places was the key to successful composition; giving a writer a better depth of understanding. But as I grow older I realise I was wrong. We need do nothing and within an average lifetime the whole world will by some cosmic default pass us by. In even the smallest group or collective, no matter the location, race or belief, emotions and achievements are similar. The dawn sun rises and sets and we all mature and grow under its benevolent gaze. It is the one great truth of humanity; we are all equal, sometimes flawed, but in spirit such beautiful creatures.