A Writer’s Legacy

Death, the one thing that is inevitable. It cannot be stopped. Life can be prolonged but death cannot be conquered. It comes from the darkness, taking its due.

But not all is sadness, for as writers, we have abilities that can even live long past our own death.

I am talking about our legacy.

Journalism: A Slow Death

Do you know what is ironic?

I am currently studying for a job in a field that is on its downward path. I am investing both time and money into a path that may no longer hold the same importance as it does now. I constantly enter the field searching for stories, interviewing various individuals, gaining their thoughts towards topics and it terrfies me that I may not even have a job once I graduate. That all this hard work may not even ‘pay off’.

Saudi Women: Will a decree change anything?

Within the region of Saudia Arabia, women have been unable to drive and/or hold a license due to the ultra-conservative nation’s laws prohibiting such from occurring. However, Saudi King Salman has issued a decree that now permits women to drive from next year onwards. Responses to the decree have been both positive and negative, with invididuals from both sides seeking to raise their perspectives over social media. Particuarly Twitter.

An Artists Tribulation

Perseverance, the word that is great in concept but difficult in action. 

In pursuit of your art, the necessity to not give up but in fact prevail is paramount. If one gives up, their work will not reach the audience that it deserves and thus, the spark will shudder and finally disappear. An artist must work continuously. Each day is another stepping stone to the day in which their work is recognised and appraised. 

Oh Luna, where is Sol?

I walk there. It does not matter. I walk away, a scene follows. Temporary but permanent, a fleeting moment can turn solid. Horror insures. I can be lost at whim, but only I can choose to be found. The decision lays with me, but I tremble under the weight.

The journey of a writer

The daily occurrences of myself, a writer, include:

I wake up early in the morning, between the hours of 6 and 7. After a period of time struggling to get up, I walk over to the kettle and switch it on, preparing my coffee whilst I read the news from the day. I hop on my computer and write a short list of points in relation to topics I wish to write about for the day. I also compile a list of thoughts within my mind that need rearranging to perhaps allow a detailed understanding to form. I also jot down worries I may have for that day.