Dust motes float in the sunlight pouring through the leaded windows,And the clink of cup on saucer and the gentle murmer of hushed conversationLayer a soft soundtrack over my thoughts.Words don’t always come easyAnd when they doSome are strange and some just don’t Say what they meanWhen they leave my fingers to land on the page,Like [...]
The old gods are not dead. You might see them, strolling amongst us. No longer robed in power but clad in fraying knitwear and scuffed shoes. They make their homes in unlikely places - the wreck at the end of the pier, the lean-to behind the power substation on a run down estate. Nothing grand [...]
So much to say But neither the words or the wherewithal To speak A mind, brewing with bundles of Half-formed ideas, Too preoccupied with the Big things of a little life To dot the i and cross the Tea, standing stone cold next to a Half-filled notebook, Dusty dreams lying in wait For a hand [...]
It has been a whole year today since I first sent my little book out into the world. When I published, Thrive, I did it for myself, with very few expectations in the way of sales, reviews or reach. It is a small book with a small readership written with the simple hope that it [...]
Suppose There’s a way To find meaning Even as the world ends Suppose We let the sun warm Our tired faces Even as our carefully constructed world Falls apart around us Look up The sky is clear No longer scarred by our comings and goings Suppose We can find a new way of living Despite [...]
She looked at me with earnest, curious eyes. "Where did you get them, Grandmother?" "Oh, they came from all over. From different times and places, different moments and feelings. I carved them from tears and laughter, joy and worry, time and remembering. Each is as precious to me as the last because they show I [...]
Your fairy tales have it all wrong. I am the Master of the Spindle and I spin not from straw but from magic. My silks are not of gold but of stardust. I spin nets to catch dreams from the night and jewels from the morning air. I spin swathes of silken lace fine enough [...]
Dear readers, I still can not describe to you the joy of knowing my work is out in the world. The thrill I get when I see the little book I put so much of myself into in the hands of others. It is a dream come true and I am so grateful for all [...]
He passes, unseen, through the early morning market. Cloaked in shadow, slipping between the stalls, none mark him for what he is. Only the dead eyes of the morning's catch notice that he is more than shade - but their time for talking is long gone, and so it doesn't matter. Even he doesn't know [...]
I can't quite believe July has been and gone (where is the year disappearing to?!). Before I share my final round up post for week 4 (and a bit) of the #writeupjuly challenge I want to give a huge shout out to the lovely Emily Morgan of Write Up for hosting it. It's been a brilliant challenge to [...]
Thrive In Chaos 