Monthly Archives: July 2016

Define Yourself as a Writer

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Define Yourself as a Writer

I’ve been a writer all my life.  I’ve written stories for as long as I can remember.  I started writing poetry as a teenager,  which I guess a lot of people do.  I’ve had varying success with it but I’m hoping, all being well, the next two years or so are going to be quite big for my writing.  Also, it’s my birthday tomorrow, so I thought today might be a good day to take a step back and redefine myself as a writer, to remind myself who I am and where I’m going.

Writer’s Name: D M Day

Career: Day job – Legal document production.  Former copywriter for the MS Society.  Writer.  Author.  Poet.  Blogger.  Theatrical make up artist.  Actress.

Skills: Creative writing: poetry, flash fiction, fiction, non-fiction.  Copywriting.  Blogging.  Project management.  Make up.

Social media: Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, LinkedIn (in progress).

Achievements: Now or Never published on Flash Fiction World.  ‘Til Death do us Part published on Ink Pantry.  Awarded first place in a heat of the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Challenge for People Will Talk.

Interests: Writing, reading, acting, make up, vintage clothing, baking, cooking, history, science fiction, fantasy fiction, literature and a developing interest in quantum physics and astronomy.

Who am I? I am science and fantasy fiction writer, with too many dresses, a house full of birds and a drinker of copious amounts of tea.

Who are you and where are you going?

Copyright D M Day, 2016

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Hope

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Hope

This is a poem inspired by the life, and death, of David Oluwale.  This is one of the darkest parts of Leeds’ history and, sadly, it is largely forgotten.  Many people read the story today and are shocked that such events could have taken place.  But today our society is seeing a shocking rise in hate crime.

This is a poem inspired by the life, and death, of David Oluwale.  It is dedicated to all victims of hate crime.  It is a poem of hope that some day we will wake up in a better world.

The story of David Oluwale can be read about in The Hounding of David Oluwale by  Kester Aspden.  Information about Amnesty International’s #againsthate campaign can be found here.

Hope

I had hoped to see my home again
My mother
But is it home?
So long I’ve been here now

Stowaway they called me
Hidden in the cargo hold
Even when they tried to smoke us out
I was young and strong
Young and strong and full of hope

I was not the last to come
Or the only one unwelcome
The streets echo with cries
Cries of hate
Cries of fear

Hope is silent

Take away language
Take away colour
Can’t you see we are all the same?
We all have the same hopes

Hopes of a good life
Hopes of a happy life
That’s all

Hope that can’t be killed
No matter how deep the water you throw us into

Copyright, D M Day, 2016

We Should Talk

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We Should Talk

This is a poem I wrote for a writing group.  The prompt was a picture of a frozen windscreen with the words “We Should Talk” written in the ice.

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We Should Talk

We should talk
It used to be cute
We should talk
In our first house
We should talk
Traced into the steam
We should talk
In the bathroom mirror
We should talk
Or into the ice
We should talk
Coating my windscreen
We should talk
It isn’t cute any more though
We should talk
Because we never did
We should talk
Maybe we could have fixed it
We should talk
Maybe we weren’t broken after all
We should talk
But we are now
We should talk
Beyond all repair
We should talk
I lock the door behind me
We should talk
Post the keys and walk away
We should have talked

Copyright, D M Day, 2016