George Hall
Bio
I'm a freelance creative writer who likes to write about all sorts of different and unique things. I have a soft spot for spy and disguises related stories as well as fantasy fiction.
Stories (21/0)
A Constant Companion
music has played a huge part in my life. My love of music started from a young age. From my parents love of music. I was influenced early on by classic 60's music and beyond, thanks to several CD's worth of music my dad made. Including one dedicated to mine and mum's favourite songs. With The Beatles being a signature staple of those early days and my love for them still holds to this day, as do my parents love of them and When I'm 64 seems very reminiscent to me now my parents are much older and reach that vital age. Puff The Magic Dragon, however is the song i most associate with this time though, as it was my favourite song from then and has such an innocence to it that seems very reminiscent of my childhood.
By George Hall4 days ago in Beat
George's Melodic Milestone Playlist
My music journey began at a young age. I first got into music thanks to my parents and a very specific CD that I used to listen to, including tracks like Octopus’s Garden, When I’m 64, Lady in Red, Puff the Magic Dragon and more. that first introduced me to The Beatles and other tracks and artists from the 60’s, 70’s and onwards.
By George Hall9 days ago in Beat
A Cold Lonely Night
Being alone stranded in a cold dark deserted street can be troublesome to some people. But Mark thrives under the starlight eclipse, he enjoy the wonder and tranquility of the night sky and all the creatures that inhabit it. He finds the peace in an often overlooked and distinguished world and hopes that he can be inspired by what he sees and is considered to be the dark side of life. He only hopes more people would learn to appricate the beauty of this otherwise contentious part of life, for beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
By George Hall25 days ago in Poets
An Epilogue Of Sadness
Dear War & Conflict, You've beaten us to a pulp. When the world feels as corrupt as those next in line. Society steals from the poor and make the rich sublime. We multiply the odds to be eternally in their favor. While the rest of us sit and squander are very harsh situations. We wonder how our lives got so entangled and wish we could make it so much better. We struggle to let our guard down and make our governments listen to the everyday struggles of the everyday people. We wish the world was more at peace, with less fighting conflicts in the middle east. We wish so badly for our world to be safe, so that the next generation can grow up without any strife. We want a world full of peace and prosperity, less fighting, less conflict and much more love. Is it so much to ask for such a little thing, we are only human, we're humble, honestly this world is making us sick.
By George Hallabout a month ago in Poets
A Story Of Life
Dear Joanne, How did I get here? This is my current life, living day in day out at my own leisure and pace. Following the stars as they drag me closer to my destiny or what I soon hope for it to become. I may not be considered wealthy in any right. Yet I have the audacity to believe in a better life, one that I believe and know I have the right to. Being allowed to be happy, healthy, and successful in my own right, regardless of my current circumstances.
By George Hallabout a month ago in Poets
