Get Ugly – Jason Derulo at the O2

Hey beautiful people, it’s been way too long, I know! As they all say, I’ve been busy. I’m working on getting the first draft of my current novel finished by end of February, so it’s all hands on deck with regard to the creatives in my mind! I can offer a small highlight of my…

They call us bad company — Five Finger Death Punch at Wembley

When I was thirteen, I owned my first rock album, Infest, by Papa Roach. And when I say owned, it was actually borrowed from the girl who sat next to me in class. My mother would have never permitted purchase of an album with that well-placed black and white sticker that advises parents of explicit…

The Festival. Night three. Face the monster.

Rather amusingly, something went wrong here and this episode didn’t publish at the beginning of the week when I thought it did! And I wondered why everyone was telling me they couldn’t wait to ready it…! Oops. Social fail. Well, if you do pop by here, I hope you enjoy the read! Love and darkness,…

The Festival. Day three. In the end.

Nothing like a bit of fun at the festival before we re-introduce our antagonist, right? The Festival. Day three. In the end. The zipper on the tent doorway flapped wildly in the early morning breeze as Charis crawled into the door of her tent. Nick was already cooking bacon on a disposable barbeque outside their…

The Festival. Day three. Inhale the dawn.

If you’ve left a goal to sit for some time without working on it, the best course of action is simply to pick it back up and run with it again, no questions or waiting for the right time, or you will never do it. On that note, I’d better start with day three of…