Lots of exciting stuff happening behind the scenes at the moment! Dosed went down really well and is moving onto the film festival circuit. I’m now developing two more short films with a view to growing them into TV series. I also have some articles coming out within the next week so stick around forContinue reading “October Updates”
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What She Did – A Poem
A sting cracks open her heart. A pool of guilt spills over the ruined carpet. New worlds flash into her eyes, Dark shadows linger high on the ceiling, That she once thought were angels. Now she sees they were a mistake. A catalyst of danger, The trouble of a creature lurking deep. And the painContinue reading “What She Did – A Poem”
Spine – A Poem
My spine is broken from how far I have bent, And yet I still cannot reach my toes. The weight that lifts only when they all approve Has found a curve in our stomachs , Resting easily in the hollow.
Into the Air – A Prologue
This is the prologue to my second novel, Into the Air. I may post further chapters on here so stay tuned and do comment if you wish to read more! The man, coated in grey, wept ceaselessly as he flicked through the pages. A woman in yellow had handed him a fire licked book andContinue reading “Into the Air – A Prologue”
The Bar – A Script
Below is another script for a friend’s day player audition. BARTENDER (B) is speaking to a customer as PATRON (P) walks to the bar in the background, pauses to look at the other customers then turns to order. B doesn’t notice P immediately as he is deep in conversation with a regular. P waits andContinue reading “The Bar – A Script”
T-Shirt and a Sausage Roll – A writing exercise
Below is a writing exercise I practice where I ask my partner for a prompt word and write something based off that. Today was a t-shirt and a sausage roll. The faded blue lit up into black as the t-shirt embered its way into the past. She held in her hand the remnants of theContinue reading “T-Shirt and a Sausage Roll – A writing exercise”
Train – A Poem
Fuzzed up blackening blue seats crane eagerly at windows of green and grey whirling into each other. Vibrations confirm the world is passing by. A head of oaky coloured strands tickling unseen ears weighs a bare neck down towards the chalk of a resin table, eager eyes caressing words that remind them of how theyContinue reading “Train – A Poem”
Dosed: A Short Film Update
A short film written by myself is in post!! I’m so excited for everyone (myself included) to see it. This is the instagram page: https://instagram.com/dosed.film/
The Game – A Poem
It didn’t come home, and neither did they. At least, not the same as they were yesterday. Browns and greens spatter, needless and sore, It was only a game, but not any more.
Ocean Mild – A Poem
Strange tides do quell in the currents.The breaks go on into a swirl of tepid bubbles,It rises. In and out and further and closer.The changing patterns forming on shredded shells,Painted rocks.Never the same, as the last waves feast,Froth writing new truths into old formed canvases.Everything moves into the same.Yet none are identical.Another wave comes.
Lily Portman 