You know the story about the sirens singing songs so beautifully that men get attracted to them at sea? Well, what if waking up in the middle of the night, scared of the thoughts of razors and blades, was a song that could only be heard by the hopeless and desperate?

A quote from an extract of my “Diaries of the Depressed” creative writing. 


Diaries of the Depressed follow up

Everyone who liked my post about the extract from the story I’m writing;

Could you give me feedback and tell me if you want more? Also, if you have Tumblr, follow this blog, I’ll try to post a bit every day.