Kicking a bad habit – how to stop snoozing?

Okay, I haven’t posted in a while, (because I post three times a week on Wattpad, if you were wondering) so here is a random share from me 🖤🖤 How do you unlearn a bad habit that you’ve kept for the last ten years? First, you admit that you have the bad habit. “Hey everyone,…

The art of conversation with almost-strangers

Generally speaking, storytellers do well at dinner parties. Like, sometimes I hear myself talking to someone I barely know, and I think, “Seriously Jo, you should shut up and tell normal stories.” But I love telling stories, and I love hearing them. And I have a guilty pleasure in matching the best stories from my…

Happy World Goth Day 🧛🏻‍♀️

Don’t try to steal attention from the light. Happy World Goth Day 🖤🖤🖤 (thanks to my Master Of Dates and Occasions, @rebeccaamyfinch for reminding me!) It was providence then, that I put on my black lipstick today 😂. I decided to share one of my 17-year-old-Goth-me thoughts (below). My opinions have probably changed and evolved…

I learned to eat fire

So last night I learned to eat fire. If you want to do something, I believe you should step out of your comfort zone and do it. To live a comfortable, ordinary life is fairly straightforward, though each of us has a different view to what “comfortable” means. And if you are happy in that…

“I bet you were the worst of them….”

“I bet you were the worst of them….” I’m passionate about how gothic subculture is perceived in society. Similar to racism, sexism and homophobia, we have a learned habit of judging those who don’t look like us or don’t present themselves the same way as us. Just because the subcultures of our youth see beauty…

Reasons why I love humans at Download Festival 😍

She only looked back once with a knowing grin before she was at the gates, through the queue, and the festival swallowed her whole. Instantly the world was one she knew and understood better than the real life she lived every day. No one here quite fit in a box. There were boys and girls…

Dreaming into reality. A gothic word.

I have pretty vivid imagination, we all know that. I can dream things into existence in infinite detail just to create a world my mind can wander around within and explore. Elaborate landscapes in which my soul can dance. At inception, I create lands that only God can see, lands that he alone can walk beside me…

Walking for freedom

Hey beautiful people!! On the 15th of October I’m going to join the A21 Campaign’s Walk for Freedom in central London—to raise awareness and join the fight against the trafficking of beautiful children, women and men that still happens daily in the world we live in.  I think it’s important that we are aware of…

Here is my revelation. A gothic word.

When we look to the past we learn about the people that we were, and we see the people we are becoming all the more clearly. Circa. 2013. J R Manawa. Here is my revelation; the past is irrelevant. It has already been and gone and nothing that happened there can be changed, it can…

Poetry before bedtime

I just had a thought. A picture in my mind. I quite liked it. Pretty images painted by the shadows that dance along my wall….. Bodies. J R Manawa. “I leave a trail of bodies behind me, pieces on the cutting room floor. I leave a trail of bodies behind me, it was always that…

All in the family – My nana tells a good story too!

My Nana is a rockstar. She’s a legend. The kind of legend who cares continousoly, loves relentlessly, and says exactly what is on her mind, 100% of the time. She’s the best. I found out recently that one of her stories placed in a historical category for a New Zealand competition. Bare in mind that she…

Done. Keep going.

I just finished my novel! Aaaaaaarrrghhhh! I had to share this. Okay, this will not be the most intelligent blog you ever get from me but….Oh…..My……God, I finished it! And then I fed my tarantulas (one is called Te Ora, one is called Te Wairua; the life and the spirit. I like to think their…