Books by Joolz

Something in me stirred and only shook me awake when I got home that I miss youfrom nowhere you came, from my heart you have flown.Over distant realms, petals, planes, and bottle shells.Perfect punctuation and petals and pubs and please no alliteration.Tears and spilt remains serpents rise and win again.Booze seeks no gain mystery wretchesat lifes most beautiful deadlinereversed ragtime burst whispervanilla handkerchiefs and lots of vinegar.My weary shell, I dont farewell. Miss a Mrs.a bit of cheek and home by midnightnot wasted, not tasted, not hasted, not tasted.Just miss you, Ms. Priory Gates.

My third book Cardigan Street is imaginative, impossible and fun.I struggle with obsessive compulsive disorder (intrusive unwanted thoughts) and writing stories helps me concentrate the train of thoughts in my brain and get to sleep.I have so many people to acknowledge and say thank you to but you always miss someone out so I will choose one.Thank you Daisaku Ikeda.