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The Art Of Thorns

You realise you can never properly love even one thing, let alone everything.

That's why you get a little sadder as you get older.

You fall in love a little every day with something new, and so your heart breaks a little every day.

Everyone, Look Underneath Your Chairs

Thank you everyone who entered and snapped pictures of themselves with How To Be Happy at Barnes & Noble. I've been so busy writing I haven't really had time to tell people about my new book and I'm eternally grateful to readers who go out of their way to help get the word out.

So, without further ado, the winner is.... *drum roll*



You.

I'll be sending every single person who entered a signed copy of How To Be Happy - AND a collection of hand written poems from the book.

The winners are free to keep whichever of the poems they want but I'd ask that the rest be put inside copies of my books at Barnes & Noble, so that other people can find something that, hopefully, makes them a little happy.

Thank you again,

Me

P.S. I'll be announcing a competition for my readers outside America ASAP.

The Murder Of A Clock

Before you, each minute was sixty seconds long. But now they are much longer.

Win Signed Copies of How To Be Happy

I’m incredibly proud to announce that my new collection of poetry and short stories, How To Be Happy, is now available at Barnes & Noble. 
To celebrate, I’ll be randomly sending out a signed copy once a week for the next few weeks. Take a selfie with the book at Barnes & Noble to enter.
If you include a note about what makes you happy in the picture, I’ll count it as two entries. 
Enter and tag me or let me know on Instagram, twitter or Facebook.
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P.S. Thank you to everyone who's already purchased it, it's quite a personal collection of work and I'm never sure how something I do will be received. The fact that it's resonated with some people means a lot and it's the reason I write: It makes me feel less alone. 
Thank you.

The Glass Sphere

Even if you are made of night, try to be made of more starlight than darkness.

The Familiar Corners

In every city, every building has a room with corners that are completely familiar to the people inside it. And if you think about it like that, nothing is strange at all.

What might be unthinkable for you, might be everyday, for me.

The Reflection In Someone Else's Eyes

There is an innocent but selfish part of you that wants to love and be loved because you know being loved will make you want to be worthy of being loved. 
There is a part of you that just wants to see the kind of person you could be, through someone else's eyes.

The Lack Of Complete Beauty

No one is completely beautiful and everyone has an ugly side.

To be completely beautiful, you would have to know this and yet love everyone regardless.

The Art Of Being Born

You're not supposed to remember being born so you can only imagine what it was like, looking at the world for the first time and just weeping at all the ugliness and all the beauty that you saw in it. And crying for the first time, that feeling in your chest and then your eyes suddenly became water and salt. Touching someone else's skin for the first time and realising that at least, you're not alone here.

I don't know if not remembering all of that is lucky or unlucky.

The Haunted Quiet

You're wrong. Happiness isn't forgetting. Happiness is finding new things to remember.