<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Journey of an Apprentice Author]]></title><description><![CDATA[Journey of an Appren]]></description><link>https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/home</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2026 09:17:29 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[A Little Chaos Backstory.]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is the latest book. Hopefully better than the last ones. Oh, I hope I say that every time I start writing a new novel, as surely that is the only way to get better. A Little Chaos is basically about a man (say hello, Luke) who finds himself the object of Chaos's attention when he's at his worst. She's given him the power of magic, for what reason both of us have yet to find out. Unfortunately she's not given him the power to control it. That he has to find out for himself. Don't judge,...]]></description><link>https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/post/a-little-chaos-backstory</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6ad7827fd93ab06f23431a4a</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogs]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2026 15:29:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/3ff727_0c7478e706334b55a8bbb16f0cd9a929~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Daryl Sharpe</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Update, it's been a while.]]></title><description><![CDATA[So, here I am. New rented property, new area. Time to update you all on what's going on. I'm sitting in my conservatory, listening to the hum of the tumble drier, smelling my laundry quietly scorch dry, trying to work out  how it's been seven years since I last posted! Life happened. Covid happened, although so far it hasn't caught me, which is probably just as well. There are perks to being mostly solitary, I looked on at the world doing its best to isolate during lockdown, and mostly...]]></description><link>https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/post/update-it-s-been-a-while</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6ac8b0ce86e1da51f6fb90ff</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogs]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2026 11:04:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/3ff727_c019cb719d124392ab073ac42248bea2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Daryl Sharpe</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[It started with a nun]]></title><description><![CDATA[I'm not kidding, it really did. Her name was Sister John and she had the job of teaching a class of 12 year old girls English. To say we didn't get off to a good start would be a laughable understatement. I've never been able to express myself well verbally. It either comes out sounding the opposite of what I intended, or things would blurt out of my mouth before I'd even had chance to proofread it. My first meeting with the new teacher was no different. "But.. that's a boys name!" was out of...]]></description><link>https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/post/it-started-with-a-nun</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5d890fd0a63087001791beb6</guid><category><![CDATA[Blogs]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 23 Sep 2019 19:39:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/3ff727_9025b9424779496882a671196e913868~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_299,h_316,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Daryl Sharpe</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Final Dance ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Millie stared around the dimly lit communal dining room at the other residents. The run-down care home was really just a rather smelly waiting room to enable the Grim Reaper to find you easily, she’d decided long ago and to be quite honest with herself, she was more than ready to move on. With no family and little in the way of friends, her life was really just about time now. What time the meals were, what time they wanted you in bed, what time they dragged you out of bed etc. Daylight never...]]></description><link>https://www.daryl-sharpe.co.uk/post/the-final-dance</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5d87758bf5e4e90017bb83f1</guid><category><![CDATA[Challenge!]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2019 13:44:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/3ff727_77a044873e4c4286b7ec7899c3227636~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_854,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Daryl Sharpe</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>