Stories of jEngland


Live Forever

First nine chapters of my “cult classic” (I wish!) about the Battle of Britpop and two lonely teenagers in Manchester. Boy meets girl, yadda yadda yadda. But with lots of Yorkies, Britpop and Star Wars references littering each chapter. [up to chapter 11]


Out Of The Window

I was actually looking out the window when I wrote this. Hence the name.


2009

It’s strange how 365 days can leave you in completely different circumstances and with utterly different perspectives, but you still remember how it felt before. And it hurts, but in a bittersweet way.


Snow

I’m fed up of the white stuff.


Protected: A very important post.

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.


Update

Jen rambles about potential autobiographies and journalism blogs.


Confessions Of A Lustwhore

I don’t really know, to be honest, but this is sort of what I used to do.


Canary Wharf By Night

On the train BACK from Charing X. My life is filled with such drama! London is so pretty in the evening, though :)


I Hate Babies

Also written on the train up to Charing X. There was a CRYING BABY on the way to AND from Journalism Camp, and I didn’t have an iPod. This led to an uncontrollable rage which culminated in this haiku.


Canary Wharf

Written on the train to Charing Cross this morning.


Bipolar Belle

Moodswings and shizzle in iambic pentameter.