Stone Angel

Stone Angel is a short story inspired by a photographic writing prompt for a twenty-minute writing sprint while in the virtual company of Lorna Fergusson of Fictionfire.co.uk.

Bye, Bye Week Number 30, 2020

Bye, Bye week number 30, 2020. You’ve been an interesting one.

Feeling the love for Lemon Sherbet popcorn

I never thought I would feel the love for lemon sherbet popcorn, but stranger things have happened when you are stranded at an airport.

BROKEN

The last two weeks of my life are a blur. Flickering in my mind like a black and white cine film. I am running. Travelling at night under the cloak of darkness. Slithering out of the United States, escaping from the injustice thrust upon me.

Dare to Dream

Yesterday, was the dismal end to a shitty writing week, which left me teetering on the edge.  Do I really have what it takes to become a novelist?  Or, can I only dare to dream?

Cute and Beautiful? That’s the Last Straw

Right!  Cute and beautiful is the last straw.  I’m an ageing Baby Boomer for goodness sake, and my social media accounts are my author pages.  Read my bio!  I’m trying to promote my writing, I don’t want a bloody date, okay?

Autoimmune Disease: What factors constitute being on the Severely Vulnerable List?

Suffering from Autoimmune Disease doesn’t automatically put you at the top of the COVID-19 severely vulnerable list. However, certain medications prescribed to autoimmune sufferers might.  None-the-less, receiving a letter this week, four months after Lockdown, telling me I was on the severely vulnerable list – I wasn’t before – came as a […]

De-stressed to Perfection

It’s done. After two weeks, our garden table is de-stressed to perfection.  This morning, I kept running the palm of my hand over the table’s silky surface, in admiration of the skill with which it has been stripped.  Finally, it is ready to paint! 💃💃

Damp Squib

So far, July has been a bit of a damp squib. I was bordering on hyper during June.  Honing and buffing the stories that have taken me months and years to write, so I could meet the deadlines for various competitions. I also started submissions again, approaching any literary agents who mention the word humour, somewhere, anywhere, on their wishlist.  My excuse as to why not much blogging got done in June 2020.

Bad Lockdown Hair Day

You kind of know from the moment you wake up that you are going to have a bad hair day. After a fitful night. Hot, cold. Cold Hot. I am woken at dawn by the deep-throated moan of a Burmese cat.

Opting out of the Rat Race

Slow but steady is the pace I live my life these days, and I am much happier and less stressed for having opted out of the rat race.

Sclero-what? The Scourge of Scleroderma

In 2015, I found out I had scleroderma. I’d known for a while that I might have it but, after the official diagnosis, it turned out I had it for much longer than I initially thought. It is a strange and diverse disease that nobody seems to have […]

Unsavoury Traits

Lockdown has also highlighted the things that are important in life, and they are not material things.  I’ve been a hoarding procrastinator for much too long, but hopefully, it’s not too late to make permanent changes. Says who? Little old wine drinking 🍷, overthinking me.

Dreams

10.00 a.m. breakfast with my agent at Bumpkins Beach Bar, Antigua to discuss the opportunity for a sequel, to novel number 6 and the film rights for my autobiographical romp … My Overactive Imagination.

Going the Wrong Way

After seventeen years apart, Lisa realises she is still in love with Jack, but after he misinterprets a fond farewell between Lisa and Rory, he flounces off home to NYC.  This extract leads up to the agonising moment Jack realises he has got things horribly wrong.  FEBRUARY 2000 Jack was […]

The Feeling Never Dies

They both laughed until they cried; as if cavorting naked was something they had been doing together for years. 

Hang on to Your Mojo!

How often do we wannabe novelists just want to sit down, and cry? After years of writing and editing, our desks are strewn with rejections letters – a reminder that we have to do better.  So we keep going. We have to keep challenging ourselves. It is an innate reflex.

🌻 Sunshine Blogger Award Nomination 🌻

I would like to thank fellow Word Press blogger Jessica Nielsen, wife, mother and indie author, for my nomination for the Sunshine Blogger Award. To find more about this supermom, with a penchant for dropping the odd F-bomb, head over there now! https://jnsupermoms.com The Sunshine Blogger Award is […]

MY LIFE IN ‘RESUS’: An Appreciation of A&E Doctors and Nurses Everywhere ❤️

I am the paradigm of an A&E nurse. I am the one that is chosen but would volunteer to shepherd young nurses through their first few days and weeks in A&E.

I am bombproof; unflappable. Nothing fazes me anymore.

Tales from the African Bush

Whilst on safari, I lost weight fairly quickly and it wasn’t just to do with the heat. After enjoying a sundowner watching impala gambol happily in the bush, we would return to camp to find them on the dinner menu, which was just too hard to swallow. The only time I have ever been offered a gin and tonic for breakfast at 5.00a.m. was on safari and it was the only time I have ever refused one, sensibly realising I was getting enough quinine in my anti-malarial tablets.

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