Hot water bottles and fluffy socks have been making an appearance in our house, so the summer must be over. I’ve been searching for something to write about. The first blog post after a break is always a bit rough. I considered an entire post on the weather (the favourite conversation topic of us Brits), … Continue reading Signs from the Universe & Remembering my Writing Why’s
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Trash or Treasure
Martin knew the saying; ‘once man’s trash is another’s treasure’, but it always amazed him the items people discarded at the charity shop. Dropping it there made them feel better about it, but make no mistake, if the charity shops closed tomorrow it would all be on the rubbish heap. That’s how much stuff people … Continue reading Trash or Treasure
Thoughts from Retreat
It’s been a couple of weeks since my shamanic retreat and I’m feeling good. This particular retreat was a foundation course, teaching how to journey and how to connect with our dreams. Support The retreat took place in an amazingly supportive atmosphere. Despite not knowing anyone before the course started, it felt like we’d all … Continue reading Thoughts from Retreat
Weekend Wittering
I haven’t been writing much lately (too busy enjoying myself) so I thought I’d forego the usual Sunday rhyme time and try a bit of weekend wittering instead. What’s up with the bees? Our resident bees are still nesting outside the bedroom window and it’s a hive of activity! My how they’ve grown. Last time … Continue reading Weekend Wittering
Write it out loud: dictation for writing
I've always found it easier to put words into writing than to say them out loud, there's something about the connection between my brain and my fingers that helps me find what I want to say, yet I struggle to access this level of coherence when I'm speaking. My friend rocked my world recently by … Continue reading Write it out loud: dictation for writing
Penis doodles: what’s that all about?
My ten year old son came home from school yesterday talking animatedly and knowledgably about penises and vagina's. I don't think I've seen him this excited about learning in school since the day they had a visit from an African drumming crew, he was enthralled! It was charming and hilarious at the same time (yes, … Continue reading Penis doodles: what’s that all about?
Out of the Way
No ideas from the ether It’s like someone closed the door Chewed up spat out words Find their place upon the floor The puzzle pieces jar All edges and no fit The riverbed sits cracked and dry The bulb’s no longer lit But from the space within the small hours No expectation and no strain … Continue reading Out of the Way
Fatberg
A monster was sighted in Sidmouth Sixty-four metres wide Longer than a commercial plane Too big for the sewer to hide In the depths of the drainage system Its bulk caused a blockage that backed up the pipes Yet the monster continued to grow in size Because people kept flushing their wipes And pouring oil … Continue reading Fatberg
Tea, biscuits and self-sabotage: a writer’s reflections on procrastination
Each day I wake up with one intent: to write as much as I can. In the morning I’ll start off with some journaling and a poem. I can often find time for a blog post here and there, but my sticking point is stories. Short stories come easier than longer ones, but the hardest … Continue reading Tea, biscuits and self-sabotage: a writer’s reflections on procrastination
In the game
Her heart hammered in her chest and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. Her focus was entirely on this last lap of the pool, not the other competitors, nor the time on the clock. For these moments she embodied one singular purpose: winning. She concentrated on her stroke, practised to near perfection. There was … Continue reading In the game
Rae Cod’s Writing 