Eimear

For me, inspiration comes when I listen to good music, watch a good film, or just suddenly get an idea that I think needs to be poked and prodded more. ...

Do I belong? In these faded, familiar faces, with worn out thoughts in well worn places, In my home town street of honey brick. Or does it lie in the ...

If they're beautiful or not. Inside and out. Kind eyes are noticeable too.

Hello. I am back for more. Indeed. I like the way this is coming along, it has a sort of smoldering presence about it. I wouldn't call it sinister, more, ...

No Time To Say Goodbye was a so-so thriller, but put it this way, I could have read the thing and worked out the plot even if I was sitting ...

I've been thinking about this all day, and I only read it last night. I respect your style of writing for several reasons. Firstly, you're using a female protagonist. This ...

Hey, I'm Eimear. 1. I liked the concept and the title was spot on. I really like the title actually. It might have been nice to incorporate that word into ...

**Okay, so I know it's not great poetry, in fact it's pretty bad, but I had this random bout of patriotism the other night when I read something about YWS ...

My sister hates me writing. It helps me perfectly.

Brilliant. All the suggestions are great. Better get reading then- or at least, going to the library! xxxx

I only found this today and I'm struggling to work out when it was taken.....Just like my expression is struggling to work out like a big math equation or something....yuck. ...

I'm writing a novel at the moment which is from the point of view of an American, and I want to stay true to the literary background and style of ...

I'm reading Death of a Salesman for English A2. We've only got to a couple of pages, but I think it's good. I'll post a review when we're done with ...

Listen to my silence, the silence between your words we’ll go through this life side by side, childish kindred birds. I’ll dip and spring, and fly and rise to your ...

Catch smoke in your hands! Make friends with the rain, sing to the big brass moon start shooting the breeze with life and pretty soon, It’ll be getting it’s kicks ...