A Look At My Book Shelves : This Month’s Picks

Well technically, I don’t really have book shelves (yet!) so my books live very comfortably stacked against walls, on my window sill, under the bed, next to my pillow, in bags and boxes, and all sorts of nooks and crannies. I probably have enough books and magazines to start my own little library (my goal…

The Mesmerising World of Street Art

On a warm summer’s evening as I strolled along the Royal Mile in Edinburgh, I walked past loads of street artists, with their sketching stalls all set up, catching tourists and locals alike and convincing them with easy charm and that lulling Scottish accent to sit for a portrait. Seeing so much passion for art…

Guess I’m Not Your Cup of Tea

For some of us, school and college is an exhilarating and troubling time. We are trying to find ourselves, trying so hard to fit in and be accepted by those we label as ‘cool’ and ‘popular’. A time when we are getting to know our likes and dislikes and our dispositions as humans. It’s a…

Keep On Keeping On

“There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself” – Lemony Snicket (Daniel Handler). When I was little, I thought for the longest time that if I worked hard enough for something, prayed…

Hawking, Stoker and Hosseini

We all have our rough days, more often than not and when it gets to the point where the rug really gets pulled out from under my feet, the only thing that makes me feel like me again are books. Books and candles. There’s something pretty comforting about cozying up in a blanket, candles lit…

The Food Diary: Under The Sea

Sooooooo healthy eating is going well!! Today, with the copious amount of free time I have suddenly found myself with, I decided to go all out and make a sea-world themed cake! Now, I’m not the world’s best baker so I knew this cake was going to be a bit of a hit and miss…

‘Annabel Lee’

I recently came across Edgar Allan Poe’s poem ‘Annabel Lee’ in ‘Lady Midnight’ by Cassandra Clare. It tickled something in the back of my mind and I realised I’d read it once before when I was in school. Reading it again, with and without a certain context made me think of so many different things…

Iron Flutter

A small cast of iron Winds around your finger Beams hit the walls, as you move In the yellow diamond room A moth ridden chair at your back Sits in quiet melancholy Half burnt cuban cigar dangles from your fingers Calloused, yellow, you move To the powdery books Unturned, rotten yellow pages You thumb your…

Lex Malla, Lex Nulla

Law. A word that binds every single one of us on some level or another. Law. A single entity that dictates the very momentum of life. Law. An established system of rules which a particular country or community recognises as regulating the actions of its members, and which it may enforce by the imposition of…