I've said before how quickly time flies, I knew I hadn't written anything for a very long time, but I didn't realise it was nearly 2 years. Forgive me, I will try to get you up to date with what has been occuring. As always all events are in the blog are true stories, only…
Being so young I had no idea why I was so afraid of the dark, nor why I hated being in my bedroom quite as much as I did. I didn't question why I felt like this, I just accepted, this was life, I assumed everyone felt the same. It was to be many years…
I can't remember when it first started. I was a child and as such I accepted. I had faith in and believed everything I was told. I have such strong memories of some things, yet others, my first day at school for example, I have no memory of. I have spoken before of my quest…
As it was I had plenty of time to ponder on the morning's happenings. I waited in the hospital car park for 6 hours. Not being allowed in with Bree, because of Covid restrictions. I caught up with emails, read all of my Twitter feed, took a picture of the new Nightingale Hub being built,…
I know, I know, if only I'd taken my own advise and not messaged I wouldn't have been ghosted, but to be honest when do I do the right thing? Even if I try to do the right thing, I usually mess it up. This whole sorry mess started with me doing the right thing.…
Despite the fact today is Valentine's Day, I absolutely love this time of year, even though I know there could still be snow, I was born in a blizzard, but still there is hope. Hope of an early spring. Every year we have a few warm days through January and February, this year we have…
Yes, this is for you, so carry on reading. This blog is less than a year old. It rose from the ashes of not one, but two previous blogs that I just could not gel with. One proved too painful to write, the other was too wishy washy. It had no clear direction. The research…
February, the cruelest month A never ending labyrinth Of broken dreams and memories Of what has been and what now is Triggers abound, I now confront The truth,
An excerpt from a new mystery novel I've started writing. This is out of my comfort zone, but something I feel I need to do, to push myself to explore new genres. I am excited about it, but at the same time entirely at a loss as to where it may end up. The new…
I can’t tell if I’m still dreamingWas that Santa's sleigh I saw leavingPiled up high with chocolates and sherryPerched on top a cake with a cherryNo, it's just a trolley at ChristmasWelcome to the retail business I can’t tell if I’m still dreamingAbove the noise of colleagues screamingCheckouts beeping, customers moaningAll the time with their…
Writing My World 