New Beginnings – The Creeped Review

The time has finally come to move on. After talking about it for months (although only really once here), I have finally made the move to a new start, and a new blog. Thanks for all the people that followed me here, for all the comments and discussions, and for the boost that got me … Continue reading

AWOL and a Poll

AWOL and a Poll

Three months. Wow. I am so sorry. I have been a terrible blogger. Bad, bad blogger, indeed. A lot happened in those three months. Plenty of wonderful, adventurous, happy, sad, confusing, exhilarating, utterly bloggable things. Great things to write about. Unfortunately, I am developing a track record of apologising. My last post, all those months ago, exhibited the same … Continue reading

This is the End

It’s been a while. I’m sorry. I promise I have missed you. And I have missed this, the thing that we all love: writing. The last time  left you, I had just finished Part II of my Trilogy, The Look: a (hopefully) humorous recount about the perils of office flirting. I intend to finish the trilogy, … Continue reading

The Look

The Look

This is Part Two of a three part series. You can read the first part, The Inquisition, here. “The water is coming,” I called out nonchalantly, refusing to divert my gaze from my computer screen. My deliberate apathy covertly masked my nervous excitement. “How can you tell?” “Can’t you hear the bottles rattling down the … Continue reading

The Inquisition

The Inquisition

“Wait, when did he ask you this?” Mackie inquired, her North Carolinian accent failing to mask her wry disbelief. “Just now, in the other office,” I explained. “But, how… I mean… I wouldn’t have even guessed,” Joe scratched his head in bewilderment. “Oh I knew,” I declared proudly. “I have an amazing sense for these … Continue reading

Double Digits

Double Digits

London is a miserable town. The kind that permeates its misery throughout every muddy field, every leafless tree, every dark street, every lonely flat, and every dark, damned, dirty alley. Passers-by walk in gloomy, crowded streets – heads down and shoulders hunched – bumping past each other without acknowledgement. There are no smiles. No banter. … Continue reading

Australia Day in Mother England

Australia Day in Mother England

I like to think that I adapt to new surroundings fairly quickly. A year has gone by and I already feel like I have been in London forever. On most days, London feels like home. However, now and then I forget I’m in London. It’s usually when I am brought back to reality after being … Continue reading