Johnathan Colourfield

“Let us go then you and I… I grow old… Till human voices wake us, and we drown” – The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot If ever I would leave you, Remember this. I remember us as the fledgling young creatures, Wandering around the greenery. Our lives ahead of us, with a smile upon our faces. Everything is different now. The music that plays is of a quieter, darker tone now. If ever I would leave you, Remember this. I remember

We grow old... We wander and we glance. Here is one moment in time. Remember what is lost and what is found.

hehe does that mean that Nephylim will be joining us?

Happy Birthday!!!

ooo so glad you know your way And eep! I have that many posts i'm evil i tell you

Beautiful I wonder what the talk is going to be like Go MOM

Simplistic yet sweet Well done John, Your writing has been improving and i'm very impressed. "You changed me" and the glint were the most powerful moments. Congrats.

Hello Everyone On behalf of those of us that attended the meet in August, I would like to invite you to another meet up in 2012. The location will be the brilliant City of Lights: Paris! Of course We would hope to do the meet in September (because that is when Jian joins the lovely Bleu in Paris as well!). Hope as many people come this time as they did last time! I'll leave it to the french members to give me directions... Considering my directions to the british museum last time were incredibly wrong... God help us all... So, Who would be interested in going to Paris next year?

It was all over for them. There was nothing left. Their leaders eliminated by some force controlling these four women that came in the night and destroyed their homes and lives. The one thing each of the members of the cult had devoted their lives to was destroyed. Their leaders were eliminated just for a simple cause. The students were dazed and confused. The women looked all the same. Not a freckle in difference. And that was what scared them. How easy it was to create the simplicity of perf

Hello everyone! Now, i'm not dead (as some people have been led to believe ). I'm in fact very much alive. More alive than I ever have been. Ever since the meeting in August, i've been feeling more... appreciative of myself. I have a horrible fear of embarassment and I realised that I could be myself. Then university came along and i found out not everyone is out to spite or hate me. Some people are genuinely there to care and be a friend. Before coming to uni, i never really had any true friends. Only people that would pick on my faults or just generally not be very nice... I moved to university in September. I'm studying English and Theatre Studies (with creative writing being a major part of some of my modules). Now i had issues with my landlord (which i'm yet to sort out) but i have my own little flat with four other people and my own double bedroom <3 with a HUGE ensuite bathroom. So happy about that. I'm also on a direct train link to pretty much anywhere Bedford is one of those stations that is very connected or I am about 20 minutes away from an exchange. Now, I will admit that I was afraid. I was incredibly scared. One person I'd want to thank is Kiltie. He talked me through things and made sure I stayed calm and tends to listen alot with my issues GO YOU I miss everyone here, I really do. But when you have an exam, a performance and two assignments due in the same two week period, its a bit much. I had a bit of a breakdown this week, I couldn't cope with the workload and was ill because of it. But i've re-assessed my life and I feel much better now. i'm going to have a whole week where I don't stress! I got two A+'s in the performance and the first assignment (both for drama) i get my result for the exam tommorow (english) and i'm using my mitigating circumstances for the second assignment. I've got dyspraxia so i qualify for a 2 week extension on every assignment. Which is a nice feeling also. So guys, i'm never ignoring you. If you want to speak to me, email or pm me and I will get back to you! Writing I've written my anthology (thanks to Lugh giving me a good kick) and i'm also about 3/4's of the way through Woman's Game 2. My aim is to have that text finished by December. Then I will continue my secrets can kill anthology entry Which is great! Not able to do nano this year just cuz of all the november deadlines Theatre I am also starting up my own theatre company with the assistance of my personal tutor. She is great. Everyone else thinks she is miserable but she's been nothing but nice to me haha. My lecturer for The Actor in Performance scares the living daylights out of me. Could just be her greek accent... I dunno. So thats me over the last two and a half months. Hope everyone is okay! Would love to be more active here but i just simply don't have the time. But i'm often in chat in the evenings though! Rest time... The only time i get to rest these days

awww you guys are so sweet! So looking forward to the next time we all meet up, we didn't really get the chance to chat much

The date was set, ready for The Shrouded One to have her final pounce. She would take over complete control of the world on this particular date. In 6 months time, the current world will be over and a new regime would start and complete control would be handed over to those who knew how to use it. In particular, The Shrouded One herself. She knew how to handle the most delicate of situations. It was coming. The destruction was coming and she was in deep thought. Behind her shroud, she was re

They treated her like she was a piece of dirt on the bottom of their shoes. There was a lack of respect for their elders in the way they handled her. Mrs. Greenwood missed the decorum there was when she worked for MI6 and how she would at least get a decent cup of tea if she asked. But these men were heartless. They didn’t listen to anyone that pleaded with them. They never accepted any form of begging. They took her away for miles. She was forced to travel with a bag upon her head and her hand

wow nephy well done I don't know how you do it haha I barely ever have time to write Well done though! Good girl for holding back though hehe Speak soon <3

<3 Happy birthday for tommorow you amazing lady <3

MARK Happy Birthday Man

Maria <3 happy birthday <3

It was the evening after the day before. Ash was put to bed in a room of many other ‘volunteers.’ Of course they were not truly volunteers. They had been taken over by the never ending face. However, Ash was always good at playing a part and was always very good at faking emotions. The serum had no effect on him. Well, it had a placebo effect. He found himself to be entirely unaffected by the serum, so he had to play along with the ‘need’ of the release and the sexual aspiration. He playe

The Scientist checked one of the vials and read what it said on the tube. ‘Sedation Fluid’. Of course, he had far more vials like this. Hundreds maybe even thousands of them. He looked at the capsule and he thought of his predecessor. He went into his cabinet and opens the Carter Folders. These folders were possibly the most important documents ever written. One of the greatest scientists who ever lived had put together a journal of sorts exploring the nature of the cloned being. But he could ne

I always start NanoWrimo but after the first week i tend to die out I may not do it in November, possibly December... In fact I will try to do in my pretty much month off during xmas

well done man for moving on

RUSH sorry i wasnt able to get online to send this: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELEZ <3

Love conquers all. We all know that. Well done mark. another simple yet effective poem. Ever thought of trying to write your poetry in another format?

Happy Birthday Paya!