I Know You Have A Heavy Heart, I Can Feel It When We Kiss

This actually made me shed a few tears. I'm so lucky.

Wait For You

Isaac's room was an exotic land of colour; every inch of wall space was covered with canvases, photographs and smudgy charcoal sketches. The contents of his desk slumbered under a blanket of chalk dust whilst his dirty clothes, piled in a corner, were all paint-spattered.

I edged in, feeling dull against he backdrop of beauty.

One wall always caught my attention instantly. From above Isaac's bed, where the wall was most busy, the same face stared at me, over and over. Same bright green eyes, same cascade of auburn hair, repeated endlessly. Sometimes in watercolour, other times in chalk or oil pastel, as if Isaac were a man possessed, recreating the same face incessantly.

Isaac followed the direction of my gaze.

"Yeah, that's Avery," he told me.

My eyes roved from picture to picture. What kind of love inspired such a tribute? When Isaac closed his eyes, was she all he ever saw? Love seemed like too heavy a burden to carry, especially when all I'd ever seen was the misery it wreaked.

I Can Tell Stories That Most Can Hardly Dream

You know how they say that meeting your heroes is a bad idea - they can only disappoint you, after all.

Yeah, well they're wrong. Dead wrong.

Forget My Face

How I would curl under your arm, sleep stiffening your embrace. How you would pull me in, only half awake. How I can never sleep, not at first, longing for space

for home
for music

for you. For you I long and that's enough to sacrifice all else.

And so my eyes close. I breathe you in. Sleep comes, deep and satisfying. But I wish it lasted longer, just a little bit longer.

Before I forget.

If I Rise

My Reaction To... The Oscars

I've actually seen quite a few of the films nominated for best film this year (Black Swan, Inception, 127 Hours, The King's Speech, The Social Network and Toy Story 3). So, after my bitterness a few years ago at Little Miss Sunshine missing out, I had a vested interest in this year.

Needless to say, I think it was all a bit predictable. I could've guessed Colin Firth would get best actor, Natalie Portman would get best actress and 'The King's Speech' would get best picture. Doesn't mean I agreed with them. In fact, Natalie Portman is one of the few choices I concur with (that and Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross getting Best Original Score).

I'm sad to see Inception be so greatly overlooked. Yes, it scooped some technical awards (Visual Effects, Sound Mixing, Sound Editing) which it richly deserved, but I felt it was the most original film up for Best Picture and should have, at least, been given Best Screenplay.

Another big loser was 127 Hours, a clear choice for Best Adapted Screenplay.

And Black Swan was a more deserving winner for Best Directing, in my humble opinion.


Disagreements aside, I feel this has been an excellent year for films. The very fact that I'm even remotely interested in what happened at the Academy Awards is proof enough for me.