Novelling Away With Maths

I want to finish editing my novel this year. I sat down and did the maths,  in order to get the remaining 74,000 words revised I need to write roughly 6,750 words a month.  That's 2,250 a week. I'll probably only be able to write four days a week so...565 a day. Today I Wrote: … Continue reading Novelling Away With Maths

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A Winter Morning

The Morning after my brother's wedding I awoke to a picturesque snowy morning. Here's a short piece of observational writing I jotted down. Through a misted window I watch two greyhounds lollop about. One rolls on his back, biting at great chunks of disturbed snow. A boy, wrapped in a blue snowsuit, watches his dad … Continue reading A Winter Morning

A Wedding Reading

I had the pleasure of attending my brothers wedding a the weekend. It was a wonderful event. An intimate affair, only forty or so guests for the main event. I was asked to do a reading. A reading I was asked to write! after much faffing, many terrible cliched lines and a minor existential crisis … Continue reading A Wedding Reading

Do You Remember When We First Met

So my best friend wrote this about me. I couldn’t help but show it off.

by Elizabeth Lovatt

(for my best friend) 

Do you remember when we first met? Don’t worry, I don’t either.

So here goes, it went like this:

You standing there small and delicate with your light brown hair falling loose down your back and your big Disney eyes which later would get you cast as the Little Matchstick Girl in our school play. You standing there with your mother’s stubborn chin, determination on your face, ignoring all the other kids and looking only at me.

‘Hello,’ you said, confident, as if it was the easiest thing in the world, as if the first day of nursery was no big deal and making friends wasn’t the making of us. Oh, but it was.

Or maybe it went like this:

Me, hiding behind my mum’s legs, pressing nose and cheek into the nylon rub of her knee, until glancing up – I see…

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Things Are Just A Little Bit More Difficult

My husband has been ill with an undiagnosed stomach issue for coming up to two years now. We have seen many doctors and had umpteen tests. none of which have been able to shed any light on what is actually making him ill. The most frustrating aspect of this illness is the unpredictability. it is … Continue reading Things Are Just A Little Bit More Difficult

Mental Health And Self Care

Simultaneously feeling isolated and overwhelmed. Out at a meal today I had the tightening of a dread knot in my stomach, clumsy words and an intense desire to leave the table and never return. I've  not felt this way in a while.  This morning I didn't find any joy in writing my novel. Uncomfortable and anxious at the … Continue reading Mental Health And Self Care

Writing Through The Asthma

I am once again on antibiotics for a chest infection and steroids for my asthma. This is my morning lot of medication. However, I have been able to work a fair bit on my novel. I've made a little rewards chart for wordcount goal I reach.  For the first 2100 words, I get a little … Continue reading Writing Through The Asthma

Past Me Was A Dirty Liar!

Yesterday Morning Oh yes, I'm feeling much better. My Asthma's calmed down and I'm sure the side effects of steroids won't even affect me anymore. I'll be perfectly fine to go to Pride. Not even a big deal! This Morning Oh dear god I'm going to die! It turns out that having a weak throat from asthma … Continue reading Past Me Was A Dirty Liar!

Damn You Asthma!

Today has been a sleeping day.  I had a mild asthma attack last night and like a good little patient, followed my asthma plan, and headed to the doctor's this morning. I've started my course of steroids which bring a whole lot of side effects added to the exhaustion of asthma.  So yes I am … Continue reading Damn You Asthma!