With our friends and family in the UK and Europe experiencing sub-zero temperatures and widespread snow, ice and blizzards, and us the subtropical heat of Brisbane, it stirred the question – would you rather be too hot or too cold? This question first came up when we were living in Adelaide. It was during the […]
Category: Creative Writing
Where my creative juices can flow freely
After finding a poem I love for my creativity journal, my next exercise was to write my own poem. Don’t overthink it. Just create an image or a moment with words. Remember, you are creative. Embrace that creativity and give it a go. In line with my most recent posts on my relationship with alcohol, […]
Last week I wrote about my ‘you are creative’ journal. The first page I turned to had me writing down one of my favourite quotes and this week I’m finding a poem I love. Of course there are lots of wonderful poems out there, If by Rudyard Kipling would be one of them. The children […]
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Be Inspired
Another birthday has zoomed by and a whole year since writing to myself. I took a moment to reflect on that post to see how I’m tracking a year on (thighs you still disappoint me but hopefully my latest push at the gym will trim you up. And liver, I’m not sure I’m ready to […]
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Bridging THAT Gap
Today I had the absolute privilege of spending my afternoon at an all female gathering, especially for women from diverse backgrounds. I was invited along by our multi-cultural advisor from work. As a mainstream white woman, my presence was welcomed to help support and encourage the women to engage and practice their English speaking skills while sharing […]
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Trapped
I’m trapped and there’s no escape. I am up high; the fifth floor I think and the windows don’t open. I can see the door but THEY would notice if I went for it. If I keep looking at him; he’ll think I’m paying attention. There are others – next to me and behind me. I […]
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Remembering Gran
Today would have been my lovely Gran’s one hundred and fifth birthday and by way of rememberance, I’d like to share with you the poem I wrote just after she passed away in 2000. I’m not into poetry in any shape or form, in fact in English classes at school, it was my worst nightmare; […]
I can’t move my legs without pain; mainly when descending stairs or sitting down. A deep, muscular pain, rendering my legs heavy and shaky. A good pain apparently, of a self-inflicted nature, although she made me do it – with a wide, beautiful grin on her pretty, young face; she told me I wouldn’t be […]
Hi Rosemary, it’s been a while since you and I left Adelaide and headed off in opposite directions – you to Perth and me to Brisbane. It’s been a while too since we caught up over the phone so, we have just met for a virtual coffee – probably at the usual haunt. If we […]
If you could step into a machine that gave you more time, how would you structure your day? What would you write with this extra time? Not being a full-time writer but rather a full-time temp, my day is full to the brim of other tasks; preparing for my working day, the drive to and […]
Waking the Wombat 