Superhero me!

I have abandoned you for a very long time, and I'm really sorry for that. I must start writing this blog again, it was fun the past two years doing so. However, I have been really busy lately with my first AS exams and issue five of Woodnote (Which is highly exciting). But now those are over for a while, I promise that I will be getting back in touch with you guys!
I have recorded a vlog, which I'll upload shortly. See, I was reading my blogs and I figured that you don't know much about me personally. I tell you what I'm up to or what I've done, but on a strange level, you have no idea what I'm actually like or who I actually am! So hopefully this vlog (which will be uploaded very sooon!) Will tell you a little bit more about me rather than what I've been up to.

In the meanwhile I have a question I want to pose to you. See I have been doodling recently in my frees at sixth form and any spare time I can grab. And I would love to throw a comic together. I have no idea what it would be called, but my character would be based around me and I guess I'd just turn them into a pretty cool superhero.

So looking into this, I asked myself what does a good super hero need? I mean, I don't want the character based on me to have underpants over her lycra fitting suit. She needs to look established and respectable and also pretty cool.
Then I came to realise that everyone cool has a cape. Frodo, Wonder Woman, Batman, I mean, even Robin gets his own cape! So there I decided I need a cape to make a sufficient comic character.

I know I declared earlier that I want to be a superhero, and yeah, it would be pretty awesome, but in my storyline that I've been plotting for a while, I don't really do anything superhero-ish.

So here is my question, should I start up this comic? The pictures may not be all that good, but the storyline is quite decent. Or should I just write it as a story with a few pictures here and there?

In my mind I think I might just throw some pictures together, post them up here and see where it takes me ... The setting is kinda space-y with a charming romance going on. But there are twists and dark corners every now and again.

Expect to see something starting here on this blog. You guys are the first to know about it and I'll see what happens!

Here's one of my sketches, I would obviously have to sort out that outfit, and I am in need of a name ^^ x

Saga

Free Shadows

Run free with the lone wolves and watch the crows flee from ragged trees,

The fog arises and the mist creeps in.

Ivy crawls and clasps you, trapping your soul as it hugs your skin.

Your eyes are bright yet your heart is taken,

Mine forever, lost in your arms.

Abigail Gillibrand                   

...

You know when your heart sinks and you can’t quite place what makes you feel like that? Or when you just want to cry, and there’s a constant lump in your throat that you can’t seem to shake no matter what you do. Well, I’m kinda going through one of those times right now. I don’t know why though, I mean, shouldn’t I be happy? All of my exams are done and everyone’s life is planning out just fine. I have nothing to be sad about, I’m just feeling quite low.

I guess there are many things going on in my head and so many people to be concerned about. My whole life has changed this year and I can’t quite say whether or not it’s for the better or worse. At first I thought it was good. Going to college was scary, but I made friends and they’re all pretty nice. New friends. People that don’t judge you for your past, what you look like, but for who you are. I guess that’s the special thing. I’ve never really experienced such things before.

But music is on a low. I don’t ever seem to have time to listen to it anymore. To go searching for all those hidden jewels that cause such emotion you understand what life is about, why it’s worth living. Songs that give you such a thrill that even days after listening to it, you’re still thinking about the meaning, searching about the band and constantly replaying it over and over in your mind. It was only a few months ago where music shaped my life, and now it’s slowly dwindling.

Piano. A way I can express my feelings.

Everything and everyone is changing around me. People are advising me on my path to adulthood and to be honest, I don’t want to go there. It sounds such a scary place. Exams and more exams all leading you to a university that depicts you by a letter and decides your fate. Or maybe its fate that decides your university. I’m a big believer in fate. I feel that it guides your life so you eventually end up on your deserving road.

ISFE

Look what arrived in the post today! Joseph Coward's Fanzine ''I'm Sorry For Everything''. It's pretty cute so if you'd like a copy Tweet him @JosephCoward.

Hope you're all doing well folks, not blogged in a long while. Keep up to date with everything at: www.woodnotemagazine.blogspot.com

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Woodnote Issue 4

Issue 4 of Woodnote

Out Soon

Includes: Tim Burgess (The Charlatans), Clint Boon (The Inspiral Carpets), Tom Caulfield, review from Suicide Party's frontman Joey Ackland.

Email: Wood_note@hotmail.co.uk and order your copy now!

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National Poetry Day

Hey, so today is National Poetry Day. To support this I’ve decided to post up a poem that I wrote a few months back now. I hope it’s okay, please let me know what you think of it!

Taken

Close the door on the icy screams of your beloved,
And throw away the frozen glow that broke your heart in two,
Shivers trickle through your veins and outcast your humbled thoughts,
Lost feelings whirl around seeking pleasure in finding you.
For once you’re not a child anymore, but an entity thrown into the mass of broken souls,
Fiercely fighting to survive, your shadow sinks into the ground.
Alone and wilted on the floor of your lovers house, surrounded by rose petals and time;
Time that seeks upon you like an unwanted virtue then takes you at your best,
Changing minds and bodies until we join our familiar shadows in the ground.
Does afterlife even exist?
We can only be sure of the one we’re living now,
And even this is full of fakery and wicked spells that charm you towards hell.
Fire blood and anguish carves the world joined with hope, love and ambition.
We see only what we want and act on what pleases us, what pleases you.
Together in a unity we stand alone, after all we are mammals in this world
That destroy other creatures searching for light and all for what?
In the end we will become the earth around us, falling from the sky in tiny droplets,
Reborn into an unknown world, not the one we see now.
Forever changing,
Forever moving.
Yet death is just a step away.


Abigail Gillibrand

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Birthday, Woodnote, Paper Balls and Amazingness

Freeeeeeeee

Sat in a free again. I have nothing to de except read The Great Gatsby and maybe learn some more spellings. Though I really cannot be bothered with that. Instead we are sat throwing paper balls in our friend’s direction. It’s a fun game. And by the way, I’m sat next to the most amazing person in the world ;)  (Yeah, she told me to put that) but she is pretty amazing!!!

If you’ve been following my tweets you’ll know that Woodnote now has its own blog and the next issue will be out November time.  It’ll feature Clint Boon, Tim Burgess, Tom Caulfield a review from Suicide Party’s front man, Joey Ackland, and reviews on the Bingley Fest and Tim Peaks diner at Kendal Calling. An ace issue to end the year!

Check out its blog here: www.woodnotemagazine.blogspot.com

It’s also my mum birthday today; so, happy birthday mum! She’s got a new bike which is lovely, but mine and my sisters present to her is all the way in Leeds, it’s gonna be a very late Birthday present. (Or an early Christmas present at that!)

Not much else has been going on really, just going to and from college every day. It’s so tiring I hate setting my alarm for 5:55am every Sunday night; is depressing! Though the lessons and the people are ace, it’s just the bus rides and the early starts are no good!

That’s about it for now I guess. If you’d like a copy of the next issue of Woodnote e-mail me at Wood_note@hotmail.co.uk or find us on twitter @_woodnote / @AbiGillibrand