With November 2020 finally here, in a year when no one really knows what is coming next, I have started my annual attempt to write a novel. Some of these attempts have been more successful than others but, as anyone will tell you, failure is only failure if you let it win. What is it […]
Thanks to the wonderful platform that Amazon Kindle is providing to new and up and coming writers, my novels Down to the Bridge and Shadows in the Stars are both available for purchase on Amazon. I am hugely proud to present these to the world and I hope that everyone will consider picking up copies […]
And then I was on drugs. It’s a strange feeling, knowing that you’re taking a chemical to make you better. That’s why we do it, isn’t it? We don’t like what we were and our own brains aren’t doing what we need them to do, so we turn to science to make it better. So […]
I don’t believe in the existence of a mood as flat and serene as a pond at night. I don’t see how the ebb and flow of the tides don’t show us how our moods move in liquid state. We don’t stay in one place, we don’t exist solely in one moment, one mind. We […]
It’s the most basic question. In this world where the days are currently endless, what do we do to make them meaningful? I see warnings of the end coming and when it does, having a life with meaning will be redundant. But until then – what do I do? The older we get, the safer […]
Distraction. Anything else. Always something to do. See that film. Meet with a friend (more on that later). Running. Cycling. Growing. Slipping. I’m slowly coming to see this time as the only time I can express these thoughts in my head. I stop. I would write how boring that is. But how do you write […]
Lazy Sunday mornings with the sun streaming in through forgotten slats and the gentle rush of those cars that just couldn’t wait until Monday. Flat on the bed, maybe a little sweat to remind of the heat coming in, it’s summer now, end of June. The blankets are tossed in a sleep that takes control […]
A bare week later and the mood has changed. Gone are the visions of a cliff’s edge, so often appearing in the mind, complete with the crashing of a wave and the cries of a falling gull, set to the blood red sun setting in the distance. That romantic image of the end is replaced […]
Listen to the tapes. You can do this! You need to want it! Fight on! Drive! Passion! Listen to the voices spewing the words. Let them coil around your mind. Feed off the energy. You run a little further. You suck down air and you lift a little higher. You can finish that task, write […]
It’s hard to do. You sit there in yourself, listening to the loudest voice of all. Words echo and reverberate around your mind, bouncing and locked inside your skull, trapped. You think that the scream will push them out and away but that only seems to let more in, filling you up like a balloon, […]
Seán Ferrick 