R.I.P. Alan Rickman


I can think of no greater tragedy than to hear of losing two of Britain’s finest entertainers in the same week and from the same demise. First David Bowie and now Alan Rickman. The tragic news that  Alan Rickman had lost his fight against cancer was announced today. It’s hard to imagine that such a vibrant actor could be lost.

Alan seemed to come from nowhere, when I was much younger. Playing the villain in Die Hard, first brought him to my attention, but it was his role in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves that secured him as one of my favourite actors. The vibrancy and comedy that he brought to that role shouldn’t have worked, ‘…and cancel Christmas,’ became one of his most famous lines – https://youtu.be/LUDntpV_HdQ, but he made it one of his most memorable roles and went onto even greater things. His version of Professor Snape in the film adaptation of Harry Potter was another great and much loved transformation that will always stay with me when I think of him.

I seem to be saying this far too often at the moment. R.I.P. Alan Rickman. You were a man of great charisma and will be missed greatly.

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Serina Hartwell Author of Hidden – The Hidden Saga Book 1
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The Man Who Taught Me To Be Different – David Bowie – January 8th 1947 to January 10th 2016


The Man Who Taught Me To Be Different – David Bowie – January 8th 1947 to January 10th 2016


David Bowie, the pop artist that I used to complain about every time I climbed into my good friend’s Ford Fiesta. The car that had no frill, no extras nor finesse, but it had a cassette player and it was our bit of freedom. Over and over, my friend David, would play Bowie tunes on his cassette tapes, whilst we drove from place to place. I remember asking him to put something else on one day; something more modern to which he replied, ‘you just haven’t given him a chance yet.’ He was right of course, I hadn’t, because even though I was deeply into my own artists at the time, David Bowie’s tunes were the ones that stuck in my head.

Slowly, I stop fighting it and started really listening to his material. It wasn’t long before I heard the genius in his work and eventually sought out his songs for myself. I look back and recall the turning point being when he released, Let’s Dance – https://youtu.be/N4d7Wp9kKjA. This song stuck with me for weeks after its release and then I found, Fame – https://youtu.be/J-_30HA7rec and that was that. Life on Mars – https://youtu.be/v–IqqusnNQ and Space Oddity – https://youtu.be/iYYRH4apXDo the songs my friend played over and over, finally became firm favourites. There was no going back, David Bowie had become an integral part of my music collection.

Heroes – https://youtu.be/Tgcc5V9Hu3g has to be my ultimate favourite track however. This song said so much to me – it talked about giving yourself permission to be brave, to strike out and take the lead. It also represented every person who ever stood alone, up against all odds and didn’t back down. Today, this song has been used to represent the bravery of individuals from the armed forces to the child dying of cancer. Never did I guess that this quirky man, who liked to be different and outrageous was the biggest hero of all.

Today, I reflect upon a man whose life had so much impact upon my own. Even though we never met or knew one another, as I writer, I take from that imprint and realise the impact that we have upon one another without realising it. He wasn’t perfect, he enjoyed controversy, and I believe it is this very thing that attracted me to him in the end. Writing and releasing an album just before dying is something that I couldn’t ever understand before becoming an author. With the fight of his life on his hands, why would he have wanted the hassle? Once upon a time, I would have simply assumed that it would be about making money, but now I understand the creative process, I realise that it’s far greater than that. Money means nothing to a dying man, but having so much more left to give and not being ready to go without a fight, does. He must have put every ounce of energy he had left to give, into getting this – his final gift to the world – out. Now, I appreciate that wanting to give one last thing to the world. To create the thing that will outlast yourself and be enjoyed by others, because faced with the same position, I would need to write until I couldn’t write anymore. The energy it takes a healthy artist to create something for the world is phenomenal. I don’t know how he managed this, other than sheer determination. A commendable attribute and the sign of a true hero.

We’ve lost such a talented artist and it is so sad that he is now gone. All I can do is call upon the happy memories that I associate with listening to his music and the way it made me feel. David Bowie made a very big footprint on my life and I shall treasure this always.

May you rest in peace, David Bowie. Thank you for the wonderful memories your music gave me and the example you set as a creative.


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Footprints – Christopher Lee 1922 – 2015

Childhood leaves us with great memories, which we hold onto and carry throughout the rest of our lives. Those that leave a lasting impression don’t necessarily have to have been a massive part of our lives, but they do have to have been important. Babysitting my younger brother, while my parents managed a few precious hours together out of the house, while watching the late scary movies that I wouldn’t have otherwise been able to watch, brought memories of Christopher Lee, in what I consider to be his greatest role – Dracula.
Many a shiver was sent down my young teenage spine as my brother and I stayed up late to watch him deliver his performance, never ceasing to excite or satisfy that need to be frightened in the comfort of our armchairs. Christopher Lee, played many roles over the years, some more memorable than others, but his latest that caught my eye was his portrayal of Saruman, in Lord Of The Rings. Christopher’s ability to portray pure evil was unsurpassed and that is what will always stay with me.
Christopher Lee, a fine actor who will always leave his footprint on my life and will be sorely missed, died today, aged 93. Rest in peace.
Serina Hartwell – Author of The Hidden Saga


Acknowledgement Of A Devoted Grandmother

Grandma 1974Today we say goodbye to my grandmother, Mary, who sadly died this morning. Watching her fight for her life over the last month, I have been reminded just how precious life really is. She gave it her all and showed the dignity and inner strength of the admirable lady that she was. A lady whose life spanned 94 years and had many tales to tell.

My grandmother was the source of much love and joy in my life and the lives of others. She was caring, unassuming and thoughtful, always putting the needs of others before her own. I will always look upon my grandma with fondness and appreciation, for the strength and caring nature she encompassed. She will be missed so dearly by us all.

The whole family and I wish to send out our thanks to the staff who cared for her in her twilight years and the hospital staff, who provided her care in her final stage of life. We would also like to thank all who have supported us with their love, prayers, and support and for all the kind words you have offered us throughout this testing time.

Mary passed in her sleep, having lived a full life and made it one of contribution and service to her family, her community and her friends. May she enjoy an eternal life of everlasting peace?

Mary – 1919 to 2014


Serina Hartwell – Author of The Hidden Saga





Oh child of mine, you suffered
In your plight to make it to my side
To walk, to sing, to dance among the flower
To be held so tightly, so loved, so longed for

Lost before your journey’s end
Taken back to the heavens and the stars
My loss breeds mourn for your tender heart
To walk among the souls

I feel you close to me, my tender child
You came to me and beckoned
To love you more, a love so true
I touch your essence longing for more

My heart is missing the piece that is you
That belongs in its tender embrace
My heart goes out searching, lost, withdrawn
And waiting for your grace

My heart holds dear, for the day we meet
On heaven’s planes it shall wait
Listening for your affectionate whisper
Until reunited we will be

By Serina Hartwell
Author of Hidden The Hidden Saga

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