A few days ago I went into town to run some errands before the heavens opened and sent me running back to the sofa with a large caffe latte and a good book. Which actually turned into me in floods of tears at the end of The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies and my … Continue reading The Book of YES
There's something so enchanting about the autumn. The morning mist, the leaves changing colour, the crisp scent in the air ... the time for boots, scarves and candles. The most wonderful time to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea. To read or to write. I love the autumn. Some of my … Continue reading An Autumn Author
A few years ago, I stayed up late the night before my birthday and I made two lists. One for everything I felt I had achieved in the year that had just passed, and one for all the things I wanted to achieve during the coming year. Every year since then, I steal a few … Continue reading Rounding Off Another Year
It's my birthday in a few days. I'm entering the last year of my thirties. That doesn't bother me. Just like turning thirty didn't bother me. Next year won't find me weeping and rending my garments as I enter a new decade. But something is nagging me. Something pinches at the back of my mind. … Continue reading How Young is Too Young For a Midlife Crisis?
Warning : spoiler alert And a disclaimer - I am not someone who believes in gender quotas or remaking classic movies with all female casts. This is just something that annoyed me in a movie I had really been looking forward to. I've seen the new IT movie now. With the same amazing friend I … Continue reading IT Didn’t Just Happen Like That?
Feels like an eon since I was last able to sit in front of my Mac, tea at my side, and tap tap tap away at the keys. First there was a move. Move = stress. Then there was the being-dumb-enough-to-fall-for-the-slick-salesman-and-all-his-promises-about-cheap-but-brilliant-internet. Then there was the wait for a real internet connection. And then the cold, … Continue reading Back to Life, Back to Online
A few nights ago I found one of my old diaries from that brief period in my life when I would confide my innermost thoughts to a notebook every day. I noticed that during periods away from the daily routine, I had a tendency to make plans, dream dreams and vow that things would be … Continue reading Back to Life, Back to Reality
Over the last couple of days I've thought a lot about my childhood writing dreams and why they ended up where they did. Confined to a 'one day, when I have enough money/time' future. For years I told myself I was just lazy/didn't want it enough/the dream had run its course, but it was always … Continue reading Fear of Success Vs. Fear of Failure
'What do you want to be when you grow up?' It's a question we expect as children. The older we get, the more we dread it. We quickly learn that some answers are acceptable and some are not. Of course, the answer that leads to popping champagne corks and clapping of hands at home may … Continue reading When I Grow Up, I Want to be a Writer
A while ago I talked about how much my mother has always loved Outlander by Diana Gabaldon. Last week we were talking about old times and good books before bed and I asked her lend me the book. I remember trying to read it as a teenager and not getting into it at all. Perhaps … Continue reading When Outlander Was Cross Stitch Part II