Paper Heart, a Poem
Heart to Heart
Apparently the Valentines gift you buy for your other half depends on the stage your relationship is at. If you’ve just met gifts may be completely inappropriate. If you’ve been together a few months a card and a small gift are recommended. Beyond this stage I’m sorry to say I do not know the protocol…
War of the Celtic Worlds
A friendly tussle between the nations . . . Last weekend was tricky. It was a rugby weekend which was a positive. My husband and I both love rugby so it was a time to be united you might say . . . except that we were…
A Cold, a Comic Hero and a Ray of Hope.
Drip, drip, drip . . . No, I did not have to deal with a leaking tap over the weekend, but a sorry nose. Needless to say, I did not accept its apology. It had let me down and I was disappointed. Three weeks into a work placement with children I had begun to think…
Sense and the Scaredy Cat Reflex
I stood in a shop on Saturday debating the opposing merits of summer florals and body warmers. On reflection I can’t believe how agonising the decision to buy something has become. In the past I made purchases with wild abandon thinking ‘I deserve this.’ These days I still think I deserve it I just don’t…
Words v Blue Monday
Yesterday I congratulated myself on surviving ‘Blue Monday’ only to discover it hasn’t actually happened yet! I naturally assumed it would be the first Monday after Christmas that is not a holiday and the first day back at work for many. But no, the most depressing day of the year generally falls on the third…
Covers, Titles and Christmas Fare . . .
I’ve been hastily putting together a cover for my festive themed short story these past few days. Initially, I struggled, chewed a few pens in a brainstorm session, hammered mercilessly on my keyboard, trying to choose an appropriate font. Imagine my relief when the darkness lifted yesterday morning and I could suddenly see the perfect…