With everything that happened in Manchester several days ago, I haven’t been sure how to feel. Putting it all into words is hugely difficult and it’s been a long time since I turned to poetry to get my feelings out, but I couldn’t think of any better way to express myself.
I can safely say that I didn’t plan on uploading another Weekly Pics post this month, but after a couple of flowers caught my eye while out for a walk I couldn’t resist it. Before long I’d found plenty of things to snap and was excited to be able to show off some more of my photography.
We all have things that we want to accomplish sometime in the future, no matter how soon within our lifetime that may be. Given I’ve turned twenty-two today, now seems like as good a time as any to think about the things I hope to achieve while I’m still alive and kicking.
It’s a mix of old and new crime this month as my novels originate from both this century and the last. I love seeing the contrast between how crimes are solved with modern-day technology and increasingly complex and crafty plots, with the simpler stuff from middle to late 1900s where the genius of the protagonist is what really helps them catch the killer. There is no one style that’s better than the other, but simply a progression in the way that they’re written.