Not so long ago, I sat outside in the garden, a swath of blue sky above my head, the warm sun on my face. I could smell the clove laden Viburnums and the softer Daphnes, see the papery roses zigzagging the fence, the Magnolia with its small creamy flowers stood in a bright ceramic pot. Fat little bumble bees fed on delicate flowers and Butterflies skimmed past like tiny fragments of silk floating through the hot air.
It's World Mental Health Day. I have to admit this year I might have forgotten, if I hadn't been on Facebook and noticed a friend saying she was trying to wrote something. I, in the interests of inspiration, then asked my friends what I should write about and found myself swamped with ideas. As I couldn't cover all of their insightful suggestions, I decided to pick just one. So here it is.
I never thought I would give up smoking. When I think about the last twelve months I am more than mildly shocked that I kicked the habit. I began smoking at fourteen. I skipped school and went to the airport with my friend one day, because school was boring and airports are terrifically exciting. They … Continue reading I Stopped Smoking A Year ago. You Can Do It Too
I stood in the foyer. A woman sat at a desk behind me, cooped in by the glass partition that separated us. Her silver glasses hung on a cord around her neck, perched now on her sizable chest and she typed away at the computer with chipped red nails. ‘Can you stop doing that,’ I … Continue reading I Don’t Believe In Psychiatry.
I am supposed to be writing a story, and I think when I sat down that may have been my intention, but now, well now I have decided to tell you something. Yeah, YOU! Excited? Well, let us begin.
When you first put pen to paper or finger to key, you might think it’s easy and there may be some of you out there who write novels the same way you gobble bacon, quick, no fuss, but for many of us it’s not a picnic in the park. Here is five things I’ve learnt through writing a novel.
Been thinking about women today after reading a friend's status earlier. What does it mean to be beautiful? According to advertising/media/entertainment preferably tiny and unblemished, shiny hair, perfect skin, face and limbs in perfect proportion. As many of us do not fit these black and white dimensions, because we are human, not a block of … Continue reading You Are Beautiful.
f you are living with mental illness, it is a struggle. There are good days and bad days. Sometimes there are bad seconds and worse minutes.
I've just reached the end of my second draft. It will soon be time to get the red marker back out, contour the book like all those You-Tube make up tutorials I keep seeing, I am not a fan. Have to admit, I never thought I would be here, with a story and the novel … Continue reading Just Write.