INKSTILL.

Ink stilled into verse.

  • THE IMPORTANCE OF A NORTH STAR

    My dearest, cherished reader, today, I would like to begin our conversation by turning our gaze toward the heavens.I am quite certain that all of you, being the bright and wonderful beings that you are, have heard of the North Star, also scientifically known as the ‘Polaris’ before?You may be surprised to learn that the…

  • WHEN THE SHELL BECOMES A PRISON

    The Sunday Archives, Vol.2, No.4 My lovely reader, the title of this week’s The Sunday Archives may have alarmed you, or perhaps it was the very thing that inspired you to join me here. I assure you, however, there is no cause for distress. Although I do not know your personal history, I have come…

  • PITCHING FOR PENNIES, AND PAYING IN TUNA

    The Sunday Archives, Vol.2 No.3 My treasured reader, tell me, how does the world find you on this fine Sunday? Another week has been handed over to the history books – rather quickly, I must add – and is now safely tucked away, another closed chapter in the chronicles of our lives. One does wonder…

  • THE COST OF THE CROWN

    The Sunday Archives, Vol. 2, No.2 A most delightful Sunday to you, my dearest reader. And indeed, what an eventful week it has been!Today marks the moment of an announcement – an announcement of utmost importance, for there shall be significant change sweeping across the entire realm. For this particular occasion, I shall refrain from…

  • THE DAY I DETHRONED MY INNER TYRANT

    A glorious and glistening, snowy Thursday to you, my lovely reader, in the course of this very week, I was suddenly seized by a moment of profound epiphany.Deep within the guarded halls of the fortress of my mind, I have known that a certain, troublesome issue was alive and thriving, and yet, shamefully, I had…

  • THE CHARADE OF MIDNIGHT

    The Sunday Archives, Vol. 2, No.1 My greetings to you on this first Sunday of the New Year, my dear reader!Were the celebrations grand, and did the display of fireworks meet your exacting standards? Did the final seconds of the New Year receive a courteous, royal wave, or did you perhaps deliver a less… elegant…