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News: My thoughts are clouds I cannot fathom into pastries.

--1 June 2018--

Quote: Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest of hearts. --Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

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About Squeaks

In case you're wondering, yes I am a published author. Thing is...I'm published in entirely the wrong field (well, it's the right field, but I'm sure you'll understand what I mean in a moment). I have three first author academic articles published in respectable academic journals, two co-author publications in similar areas, and eight successful abstract submissions as poster presentations. I also have three manuscripts of which I am currently in the process of writing. This is as of March 2018. Therefore, I am indeed a published author and quite aware of the rigors and trials in the trade (and the rejection... *cries silently*). My field of publication? Ah, glad you asked...neuromuscular physiology. It's splendid. Lots of brain zapping and electrical stimulation and whatnot. 

Anyway, in my spare time I write prose and poetry of the fictional kind. The more whimsical and unearthly, the better, in my humble opinion. I have yet to publish my ramblings and musings. Perhaps one day I shall. 

I am a sprightly youngster (I have yet to hit my third decade... it's still far off... it is). I love thinking, reading, writing, and sparkly gems. I hate dresses. I adore fluffy animals. I am a competitive old bone who hates competing but is utterly incapable of resisting it. I have a fancy for dragons and things that breathe fire. 

If you want to be my friend, dm me on twitter @MinstrelWarrior; I'm a lonely soul (perhaps because of my eccentricities) and I do enjoy a good banter. 


A poem that may have been born in my mind (or perhaps the wind whipped it together) // 13th December 2017

fierce as a dragon pup
sly as a white-tailed fox
sleek as a porpoise
flighty as a fairy tern

faithful emotional frequently fidgety
frosty eyed fumbling for fair-feat'ed folly
flimsy and filmy and far-too-fast blundered
billowing backwards in bucketed breezes
bunching together in towering thunder
thinking it thoroughly through till all tipsy
tipsy and tottering trundling topward
tip-top and tip-toe till taffy-hilled hollows 
hiccup and hillock and heretofore harbour
harbringer hallowed and happy in hollow
hill-folk all heat-soaked and silly with splendor
splashing and sploshing and spilling all silky
swish-swashing sideways through sunken sand slipping
sliding and swirling and sweeping self southwards
softly silently sleepily swooning
swiping till shrunken all scorned to the distance
dallying dancing in drill-wardened doom
dusky and dazy and dreamily deeming
dashing young marmots
will dance
through
the moon
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