Years ago, when the master musician brought the air alive, the magic of the flute touched the Blind Prince’s heart. He cried, as a never-felt-before emotion gripped him. The floodgates opened where the light never reached, and he wept and he laughed and he gave no reason ( Read more... )

It was one of those stories no one in the newsroom joked about, ever ( Read more... )

After I banged the door shut, I ran down the stairs and rushed into the street like a maniac. I walked and ran and walked and walked and finally! Finally, that taxi stopped and I hopped in and reached home and ran up the stairs and opened the door and banged it shut and reached the mirror ( Read more... )

So two things happened.

I realised that the only way to 'enjoy writing' is to, er, write.

And I came across LJ Idol.

So here I am, new to Livejournal, new to LJ Idol -- and signing up officially! Let's do this thing!