Why I’m Self-Publishing Again | Writing Advice

For many of us, we begin our lives believing that the only way to succeed will be at the hands of someone else. We are almost conditioned to think that we do not have the ability, or the skills to hold our future in our own hands. I grew up admiring publishing houses, and large…

Whispers To The World; 1 Day To Go.

As I write this, it is 14:50 on the 23rd August 2018. What that means is that in under 2 days, my first poetry and prose collection will be available to buy on Amazon! Last year, my life was a little confusing. I was writing poetry on my Instagram every day, as normal. Yet this…

I’M SELF PUBLISHING A BOOK!!

As of 6pm today, I put up a photo on my Instagram (@liamxavier95) that I would be self-publishing a book late this year. Truth is I have been planning this for a long time now, working out the logistics of this, chasing down research over whether I wanted it to be traditionally published or self published, and after much deliberation and trepidation, I have set my self organised deadlines and dates, and now we are starting!

Learning How to Get Up After The Fall Again

Sometimes we have to remind ourselves that dark nights and tiredness, demotivation and loneliness are not infinite. We have been told it a thousand times, we read it in magazines, in inspirational quotes, and it sinks in for a brief moment before we forget it all over again. We wake up, struggle, find ourselves heavier…

Seeking To Understand; Creating To Survive.

The reason creativity and the arts are so important is that they lay the foundations for a personal support network and a fundamentally beautiful way of perceiving the world. Last night I wrote a poem (pictured below) about the reason I write, and the fact without doing so, I would struggle to emotionally survive as…

‘At These Heights’ | A Spoken Word Poem

The top, I stand, Breath heavy, Legs weakened, Hands chaffed, But I do not wait, For the sores to pass,   This peak has me numb, As I witness the way The clouds meet The sun meet The horizon. The way in which one breath, From my cracked lips soars across, Inspecting the land, Leaving…

Have You Seen My Poetry?…

Okay so I feel like I say this a million and one times but I’m SORRY that I’ve been quiet on this blog, and if I’m honest this post is also going to be quite small! I promise I’m going to start uploading a lot more onto here, but hopefully some of you will already…

The Story Behind The Name (In the form of a Poem)

There was a reason I called this blog Public Whispers, and will be the reason I name my collection, if I ever do one, that same name. This is it: ’99, 4 Years old, a little boy With tight curls on his head Moved town. A boy taught to act in silence Or to act…

Poetry: The Visceral Effect and Why It Should Never Die

Okay so first of all, yes, I know, I’ve already missed the Tuesday/Thursday timing of this weeks blogs but for good reason… sort of. Things got a bit stressful this week and my brain got a bit fuzzled so before I knew it Tuesday was over, then before I knew it again Thursday was over. So…