I would dream as a child, that I was in the school yard, a larger playground than what my school actually had. It was filled with rolling hills. I would get to the top of one such hill and then I'd run, as fast as I could down the other side, only my feet wouldn't … Continue reading Hope
A story NOT about writers block
Writers block; 1. You feel like (or need to) write something but you don't know what to write about, and/or, 2. The phenomenon whereby one just plain outright feels as though inspiration for splashing something creative onto a page that would otherwise feel relatively poetic just doesn't happen, instead, finding yourself blinking in harmony with … Continue reading A story NOT about writers block
Scared to let go
I cut through the canal towards the school bus stop, struggling to quell the lump that sat clogged in my throat like a blocked drain. Tears swelled up in my eyes and for the first time in weeks I felt alone. No one had died. No one was sick. I hadn't lost a pet or … Continue reading Scared to let go
The pursuit of interesting
I titled this piece, like most things I write, before I actually wrote the thing. It sat in my drafts for a few weeks and to my surprise, upon my return, it was all blank, absent of even a hint as to what I intended the story to be about. Oddly, I now find myself … Continue reading The pursuit of interesting
Comma, a love story.
There's no hiding the fact that the most chosen method of punctuation adopted within my writing is the comma. I'm almost sentimental to the little thing, taking to heart each time I strike a pen (digitally or handwritten), for its inclusion. But what is it exactly that draws me so intently to using the comma, … Continue reading Comma, a love story.
Changing your mind, again?
It's a common occurrence, and I don't blame them. I'd probably think the same thing if I was them. I mean, it's just the next, new thing right? And whatever happened with your last idea? Sitting around the table, we were all busy poking our index fingers at the edges of our dessert plates, hoping … Continue reading Changing your mind, again?
I could lockdown, forever.
Quite early on, the memes started flowing. Introverts rejoice! It was like we'd won the Willy Wonker Golden Ticket... "You must stay home. You are forbidden from leaving your home; it's time for social distancing". For the introvert, none of this sparked any concern, whatsoever. Infact, it's quite the contrary. In our minds, for the … Continue reading I could lockdown, forever.
A week in review; week ending 10th Nov. 2019
I'm struggling to type this post -- apologies if it just ends abruptl- Where was I? Apologies if just ends abruptly. I took it upon my self yesterday afternoon to attempt to service our whipper snipper (lawn edger for those not familiar with the term, and it didn't end well. I'm ok, but after doing … Continue reading A week in review; week ending 10th Nov. 2019
I’m an introvert. Introverts are underrated.
Brash and confident off the batt. But let me explain. In a setting like this, with you on that side and me on this side, I feel at peace. I still feel connected to you, but I find comfort in sitting here in the security of my lounge room, wearing a loose bedtime shirt and … Continue reading I’m an introvert. Introverts are underrated.
A week in review; week ending 3rd Nov. 2019
If I had to wrap it up in one word; productive. I throw that word with caution too. I think the word 'productivity' has a little baggage, having been used by so many people it often get's mixed in a convoluted jumble of "hacks" that most never master. But that said, I sure felt productive, … Continue reading A week in review; week ending 3rd Nov. 2019
