Posted in poetry

Poem: Buckfizz & Merriment

Christmas time, when all the children are grown up

And the parents are being spoilt for a change.

When you sleep through the stocking being placed in your room

Whereas years before you were up at the start of day.

When you walk downstairs

And smell the dinner cooking

The coffee brewing

And everyone in one room – for once.

And the dinner table, laid with white, gold and red.

The streams of alcohol, freely flowing

And your mother glowing with pride

At her perfectly crisp roasties.

The Christmas crackers, terrible jokes, bad trivia games

And much much more.

These are all a part of this time of year.

No matter how much older we all get-

We’ll always reunite here.

 

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Posted in books, tags

The Bookaholics Anonymous Tag

Hi guys, so I just saw this on Payton’s Book Thoughts’ blog and thought I would have a crack at it too for some Christmas fun. If you want to check out her post here’s the link:

https://paytonsbookthoughts.wordpress.com/2016/12/24/bookaholics-anonymous-book-tag/

So anyway, let’s crack on with the challenge!

1.What do you like about buying new books?

I think the main thing for me is the thrill of finding a book that I genuinely want to read. As well as I love that smell, be it an old second hand book that smells musty (but in a good way) or a brand new book that’s crisp and fresh. Wow, that makes me sound weird- but someone out there must know what I’m on about, eh?matild.gif

2. How often do you buy new books?

Too often would be the obvious answer. I’m a student in Nottingham (shout out to Robin Hood) and the place is littered with second hand and bargain book shops.

3.Do you have  favourite bookshop?

Hmmmm, not really. There’s a really great Oxfam bookshop down the road to me that has some good finds and also a shop called Fop at Broadmarsh centre in Notts city. The latter of which you can get any three books for a fiver – no matter how big or the price. I know right it’s too good to me and my addiction hehe. 😉

4.Bookstore or online shopping- which do you prefer?

boos.gifThat’s tricky, I like bookstore’s because you physically get to look around for what you want and might even find something that you didn’t even know you wanted to read. But then online shopping tends to be so much cheaper these days and just convenient. I’d say it would depend what I was shopping for- entertainment or uni.

5. Do you pre-order books?

Never in my entire life. The books I like tend to be obscure or classics…. they’ve been out for a while!

6. Do you have a monthly book buying limit?

Nope, but I really should!

7. Book buying bans- are they something you do?

When you spend more on books than on food as a student you know you have to draw the line somewhere. So yes, unless I need them immediately for my course I have taken to trying to read all the books I have lying around before buying anymore. keira-bae

8. How big is your wishlist?

I would like to say not that big because I don’t really write all the books down that I want but rather say them in the moment.

9. Which three books from your wishlist do you wish to own now?

Hmmmmm….

  • Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
  • Dr Faustus by Christopher Marlowe.
  • Dragonfly in Amber by Diana Gabaldon

10. Tagging?

Anyone who wants to have a stab at this challenge! 🙂

 

-E

xxx

 

 

Posted in film reviews

Movie Review:Austenland

So I’ll be the first to admit that I haven’t really read much Austen… or any to be fair. I attempted Emma and hated the character so much darcythat it put me off of her other works. Which are currently still sitting on my bookshelf collecting dust.

But after watching the film Austenland for the second time in a row, I have to admit that I think I’m ready to take on Mr Darcy.

So the story revolves around an Austen mad girl that’s never been lucky in love because she’s dealing with 21st century men. Her way of solving this issue is spending all her savings on going on holiday to England, to Austenland. Yep, you’ve guessed it the guests live out a regency style fantasy with actors that they fall in love with. But as with all things, reality and fantasy gets intertwined and confused and Jane is stuck in the middle wandering what it is she really wants.

tally-hoSo there’s a whole load of strapping young men and one Jane, even though she got the crappy copper package at Austenland, I bet you can already predict that there’s going to be a lot of men to choose from…

I have to admit one of my favourite parts was Mrs. Charming, the fellow American women who turns up there. She’s absolutely hilarious, albeit quite vague minded.

I won’t spoil anything more for you there, but the cast is full of cooky and brilliant characters and honestly this is one of my favourite feel-good movies. funny-austen

I give it a 5/5 review if you like rom-coms, cheesy characters and lots of giggles. And oh yeah, Jane Austen obviously hehe. I feel like the gifs reflect how great this movie is in my
eyes. So head up onto netflix and get watching- oooh and let me know in the comments about what you thought.

Merry Christmas! Or tally- ho in Mrs. Charmings case haha!

-E

xxx

Posted in Diary Entry

I Should Be Dressed Right Now.

Hi guys, I just thought I’d do a bit of an update before I go out to finish my Christmas shopping (yes I know, I am very disorganised).

I am back from uni for a little while and trying to get my life into order before January exams. You can imagine how well that’s going for me, right?

But yes, I am currently sitting on my bed procrastinating in my dressing gown and with a towel on my head. There is a ginger cat to my side and The Maine playing in the background (shout out to Holly – I know you’re reading this).

And I’m going to Kathryn’s tonight for her birthday with all the rest of the girlies and I’m feeling very nervous to say the least. I hope Beth likes her Secret Santa Gift, I did try hard. I also have to print off some pictures in town and finish off the photo album for Alex. I glitterhave become very DIY since going to university I must say. Especially after the Glitter Catastrophe that went down in the kitchen when I tried to make a backdrop for our drama assessment.

There is still glitter in that kitchen to this day. I swear to God I’m not even kidding ya.

Anyway, I just thought I’d fill you in that yes I am alive and if you haven’t been able to tell I have really been loving writing short stories of late.

beutI think I’m also going to go on to do a writing series on Shakespeare, specifically his second tetralogy seeing as that’s what I’ve got an exam in in…. exactly one month. So that’ll be Quick Tips on Richard 2nd, Henry 4th Part 1 and 2, and Henry 5th. Also all the critical theory that goes behind it. Sounds fun, right? Oh, and some reviews of the film versions too!

But anyway, I don’t know how much I’ll get to post tomorrow seeing as there’s a lot going on. But I’ll try to get something out if possible!

Speak soon,

-E

xxx

Posted in fiction, short stories

The Mage’s Tale ~ Part Three, The Ophelia Chronicles

3

“So, let me get this straight, you lost his what?” Asked Josie as she was following my life story up to this point whilst Constantine sulked behind us.

We were winding our way through the underground tunnels inside the mountain. Me leading the way with my flame in hand.

“His recipe book.” I said moping a little.

“It must have been a really important spell book to send you all the way out here…” She said to me, imagining something far more glamourous than the reality of the situation.

“Nah, it was his signed copy of the Great British Bakeoff’s Summer Treats by Mary Berry. It was quite old to be fair- back a couple of centuries when it was only humans.” I said, and saw her face fall a little bit.

“Mary who-”

Suddenly there was a loud rumble and a screeching sound. The floor shook and licks of fire started crashing down towards us.

“Aaaaaaaaghhhhhh!” The two of them screamed and began running backwards whilst I stood there calmly.

“What the hell are you doing! Run you nutcase!” Constantine screamed out in rage and bewilderment.

I concentrated and pulled out my staff, I raised it and thought of the fire as waves of water in the ocean. I thought of the chaos of the sea, the way it rose above me, and the heat that surrounded and enclosed me dulled in temperature before being doused completely.

My body had become 100% water in that instant as it swirled around and got rid of the flames.  I stretched and my physique became more solid, moving from the form of water, to ice, to stone and then finally I was me again.

I stood, exhausted in front of the two of them as they again gaped at me.

“What is it that you two can do again, I think I’d like to know just in case a situation like that occurs again. Cause damn am I knackered.” I said, holding my hips and breathing fast.

“Well, I can world bend and shapeshift.” Said Josie smiling cheerfully.

I turned to look at Constantine, his aura telling me that he felt embarrassed after the previous attack.

“I’m a black magic wielder as you already know, so I can control minds and create illusions. Along with a lot of other unpleasant things that I don’t wish to do or go into.” He said coldly, looking at me with a face that said he didn’t want to talk about it.

“As if taking control of someone’s mind wasn’t unpleasant enough.” I muttered.

With that we carried on until we reached a point where the path dwindled into a thin sheet of ice that had been burnt through. We all stooped to evaluate the dead end.

“Well now what? Got anything for this then Miss Know It All? This is why we were in that portal, because there’s no way to get out until that thing is dead.”

“And that’s where you’re wrong Mr Doom and Gloom,” I retorted as I begun stripping my clothes off and taking all my weapons out.

“Wait what’re you doing?” He asked uneasily turning away in mortification.

I turned to Josie, “You can shapeshift into anything, right? Because I’m going to need you to turn into something amphibious and come in after me, when I give you the signal create a portal. A strong one that resembles a prison.” I was now down to my undershirt and underwear. I knew I’d look back at this moment in time and cringe but until then this needed to be done.

Gary sure as heck wasn’t getting his damn crystals that was for sure. I just wanted to get out of this place and get wasted in a tavern somewhere.

I turned towards Constantine to see him with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He seemed impressed with my willpower and lack of hopelessness.

“Well, if this is happening I guess I might as well ask how I can be of use?” He smirked and I looked at him and smiled.

“Glad to see you’re on board with the plan. Here’s the difficult bit, I need you to convince that huge ass dragon that I’m it’s mother.”

“Aaaah.” He replied and I could see him immediately regretting his decision.

I started to unwind one of the many braids in my hair and chucked him a vial that was attached to one of the threads in it. Yes, I know what you’re thinking I am both fashionable and functional.

I chucked it to him.

“Here drink this, it’ll allow you to breath for exactly ten minutes after consumption. We’ll need to be quick about this or we’ll all be dead.” His face changed from bemusement to fear in an instant as we all stood around and stared into the glittering blue pool that led to the sea dragons lair. Both a land and water animal, it made our odds annoyingly low but that just made our task more the thrilling.

“3….2….1…JUMP!” We all yelled together as we jumped into the water. There was a flash and I became one with the water, my body was a mere outline as merged into the element before then reforming into something more physical and water borne.

I twisted to sea Josie transformed into…. A mermaid, of course. And Constantine was in front of the both of us, edged in darkness I watched as we all approached the Dragon’s underwater lair.

There was a shake and then the beast emerged and screeched. It was a shame it was so aggressive because in truth it was beautiful. With silver scales and piercing amber eyes it was smaller than expected. I thought all this as it came thundering towards us, like a serpent it glided through the water easily and opened its mouth wide revealing its large white fangs.

I watched as Constantine dived at the beast, wrapping it in octopus like tendrils of darkness. It stopped and its eyes glazed over, making me think that he had killed it for a split second.

He turned towards me and motioned me forward, I did so and watched as he cast the black shadow over my body. Suddenly, the dragon was no more than the size of my hand, I felt motherly tenderness wash over me as its beauty became more apparent.

I don’t know how long I was in a trance for but when I came around I realised that the now tame dragon was being ushered towards Josie’s portal. The edges of my mind were being eaten away at by the shadows. And the strain was evident on both Constantine’s and Josie’s parts. And yet for some odd reason I felt myself getting closer and closer to the dragon.

She was awe-inspiring and her name suddenly came to my mind, although I couldn’t quite translate it into this language. Something had happened, we had become one for a second and I couldn’t quite differentiate myself from her. I was floating closer to her.

Constantine saw what I was about to do and tried to stop it, but he was low on air as the spell started to cease to work.

It was too late, I rested my hand against her forehead and there was a burst of silver light that encompassed us all.

And that’s when I passed out.

END OF PART THREE

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Posted in fiction, short stories

A Mage’s Tale ~ Part 1, The Ophelia Chronicles

1

Picture this, you’re kindly minding your own business walking through the freezing cold in a famously barren and abandoned city when all of a sudden, a strange warmth surges up from under the glassy iced ground. 

At first you might be pleasantly surprised, as I was, at having your feet warmed in the sub-zero temperature. But then upon reflection, I realised that ice really shouldn’t be that hot. And that’s when I saw a dark shape shift from under the surface. 

“Crap!” I said as the ground started to splinter around me. I started to sprint away and that’s where I will freeze frame things for a second (no pun intended… well maybe a little).

My name is Ophelia, sorceress of the south and a very clumsy one at that. I was travelling through the Desolate Parts as a favour to a wizard to find some rare crystal only found in these parts. Of course, it would only be natural for something to go wrong. 

And that something just happened to be A MASSIVE DRAGON. 

And now let’s jump back to my present situation…. 

I sprinted across the sparse plain and squinted at a fast-approaching mountain ahead. I thought I could see a gap between two large boulders and taking my chances slid to my knees and into the small crevice. Lucky I did too, as at that precise moment the dragon smashed through its icy enclosure and out into the open. 

“Phew! I was nearly dinner!” I remarked casually as I wiped the sweat off my forehead. I wrapped my long black overcoat around me and ruffled my short brown hair feeling the braids frozen into place by the winter storm outside.

I looked around the dank space in front of me and saw the glimmer of a light in the background. I clicked my fingers and a blue flame summoned itself, alighting the path in front of me. 

The space was a lot bigger than it first gave away and as I walked through the cave I saw several different trails winding off into different directions- one of which the shimmering light was at the end of. 

“This better not be another bloody dragon,” I muttered to myself as I shifted my staff into enemy mode. I surrounded myself in a energy barrier and edged forward making no noise at all as my expert training came into play.

Now I could hear the din of voices as I got to the end and there was an abrupt drop down into the murky darkness, again with that singular glow lost amongst it. 

“Okay Ophelia, here’s the plan- we’re going to use a simple floating spell and-“

Yes, and then I fell. I did say I was known for my clumsiness. 

I let out a scream as I tumbled into the darkness and just prayed I wouldn’t be dead by the end of it. The orb was getting closer and closer now and the voices were rising in pitch. 

“What the….” I said aloud as I realised too late that it wasn’t a lantern that I was falling towards but rather a portal of some sorts. 

I tried to pull back up but it was too late. My staff was a lazy thing even on a good day and right now it really couldn’t be asked to get me out of a very very sticky situation. So instead I braced myself for wherever I would end up. 

END OF PART ONE.

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