Tag: Life

Chapter 80: Corona Poetry

Covid19. What an arsehole. Here is today’s thoroughly uplifting efforts. Not your view I walk As in a tomb Live-in ghost room to room I feel Each cranny Every nook I trace I look loving place loving Home warm meals Navigations Mediations grey business… Continue Reading “Chapter 80: Corona Poetry”

Chapter 77: Page 90 & a half

Today was the day. The gmail alert went off early. I opened half an eyeball to check and there it was. The IngramSpark proof had arrived… again. But today… this day… it was going to be all good. the final copy. perfect. or at… Continue Reading “Chapter 77: Page 90 & a half”

Chapter 72 : Dress to Empress

… Or – Writing Attire. “Where are you going,” asked my son. “To work.” “Oh? Do you go somewhere to write?” “Sometimes, but not today.” “Then why are you dressed up?” “Because I’m going to work.” “But, you work at home.” “Doesn’t mean I… Continue Reading “Chapter 72 : Dress to Empress”

Chapter 60: Winging It

Or – my life as a chicken wing buffet. The term “winging it” for me has been more of a life ethos I fell into for the sheer reasons of survival. When you’re not particularly bright and naive as a box full of puppies,… Continue Reading “Chapter 60: Winging It”

Chapter 50: Dear Alanis

This starts off cutting, but I promise it gets kinder. Dear Alanis, The first time I heard you was in my Mum’s Carona with a custom fitted bonnet to rival any street car – we were quite the envy of my peers. No we… Continue Reading “Chapter 50: Dear Alanis”

Protected: CHAPTER 47: ROLLERSKATING JESUS

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Chapter 44: 500 Words or Less (always more)

Writing Exercise – Fiction: 500 words or less Offred tilts her bonnet to the sky. The shade is almost unbelievable. A blue that makes the earth seem alien. She speaks of patience. A patience she’s been forced to embrace via the rape of her… Continue Reading “Chapter 44: 500 Words or Less (always more)”

Protected: Chapter 27: historical fiction: The ball, outdoor theatre, esplanade dinner

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Chapter 11: Dear Jennifer Lawrence

I despise the word “fitness”. It awakens in me an adolescent dragon I’d rather leave to slumber in the sub-cockles of my past. Equally obnoxious trigger words like – “active wear” and “burpees” give me the voms (who felt compelled to name a torturous… Continue Reading “Chapter 11: Dear Jennifer Lawrence”

Chapter 10: Dear Stephenie Meyer

We should give Stephenie Meyer a break In light of the 10 year anniversary of the first Twilight movie, I think this is a good time to re-visit my own quiet little moment on the series – both books & films. I think poor… Continue Reading “Chapter 10: Dear Stephenie Meyer”