I would say many of you lit students must have read the Illiad or the Odyssey. Maybe you haven't read it yet but you want to. Perhaps you've only heard of it. Or maybe you're a epic folklore fiend and you've read Greek, Norse, Scandinavian, Germanic...every form of folk literature under the sun. Perhaps you're … Continue reading The Táin
Caught up in your stardust kisses, I reach for my brush and paint a galaxy with only you in it. -Our little piece of heaven at the edge of the world. Laura Marie Copyright: Laura Davis © 2018, all rights reserved.
An immersive escape into the ancient world and tales; a seamless mix of the Celtic tongue, romance, and the old tales re-imagined. Beautiful. I picked up 'Daughter of the Forest' somewhat blind. At that point I hadn't read (or heard of) The Tragic Tale of the Children of Lir and so I had no idea … Continue reading Daughter of the Forest
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"She stole a life. Now she must pay with her heart." By the Cauldron, where to begin? I should start by saying that I've had friends telling me to read this book for quite some time, but unfortunately, the never ending University reading list got in the way. But now I've ended my second year … Continue reading A Court of Thorns and Roses
A story exploring identity, race, sex, first love, loss, all entwining into a desperate journey of self discovery....because the missing pieces matter. Angie glances back at her home disappearing behind them, and then she looks down at the girl in the picture with her dad. The one who must have sped through the night with … Continue reading In Search Of Us
There is not a single likeable character in Fitzgerald's 'The Great Gatsby'. In a way we all love to hate them, and we could probably do essays on why they're so insufferable. But I'm going to spare you the in depth discussion on why Jay Gatsby is a complete ignoramus, and just focus on what's … Continue reading The Great Gatsby
‘…and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a sweet, inland murmur.’ You can’t help but notice how Nature always seems to find Its way. You watch as the Anaemic looking Taupe roots Score up through the Grooves in the cracked Pavement, then spread, branch out, Curl their furred, prickly bodies and … Continue reading A Reminiscence of Wordsworth
Every so often, maybe even more often than not, you start to feel as though your writing capacity has dried up. You have no drive to fill the blank page and no imagination to feel inspired by. Being in the wrong head space when you’re trying to write is like trying to hit a nail … Continue reading That feeling of being ‘trapped’…
