Not-so-flattered..
Part 9
I wake up at dawn, 5am. I'm too excited to sleep any longer. Still drowsy, I pad to the window in my dorm, overlooking Blackley Beach. My eyes skim over the amber, blood-red sky, the sun's bright rays...
Uni piece written about the small mining town the uni is situated in and based on one of the mine collapses .
Translation of Xu Zhimo's famous Chinese poem. The night before I graduated from uni I could not get a wink of sleep. As far as my observation through the years goes, this seems to be customary.
流水的劍...
My lecturer at uni has recently been teaching me about creative writing. She said I should express myself more and write down everything I see or think about. So now I have. This is a rough draft abou...
I wake up at dawn, 5am. I'm too excited to sleep any longer. Still drowsy, I pad to the window in my dorm, overlooking Blackley Beach. My eyes skim over the amber, blood-red sky, the sun's bright rays...
Uni piece written about the small mining town the uni is situated in and based on one of the mine collapses .
Translation of Xu Zhimo's famous Chinese poem. The night before I graduated from uni I could not get a wink of sleep. As far as my observation through the years goes, this seems to be customary.
流水的劍...
My lecturer at uni has recently been teaching me about creative writing. She said I should express myself more and write down everything I see or think about. So now I have. This is a rough draft abou...