February 2021

21/02/21

2021-02-22T22:01:37+00:00February 21st, 2021|Reveries|

Sunday. The chill in the room nips at my feet as I groggily open my eyes, listening to the damp swoosh of cars as they drive by on the wet road. The lack of humidity in the room, thanks to the radiators, makes my eyes feel like they’ve been for a swim in the Kalahari. Rubbing the arid balls that

2020’s Writing Statistics

2021-02-22T21:57:00+00:00February 18th, 2021|Word Accountability|

Writers can typically be loners, and I’m a lone wolf in this career. I don’t actually have a lot of writing friends or colleagues, and I don’t work with a larger team outside of my own four walls. Last year’s pandemic and lockdowns brought me to heel. I’m naturally an introvert, and beyond the few local business meetings, weekly cinema

2021-02-26T20:46:46+00:00February 15th, 2021|Wise Words|

“It is amazing what a woman can do if only she ignores what men tell her she can’t.” Carol K. Carr

2021-02-20T15:40:02+00:00February 8th, 2021|Wise Words|

Writing is a calling, a beckon of the voice within to be written - thewritingmanifesto.org

January 2021

2021-02-20T15:25:56+00:00January 25th, 2021|Wise Words|

“There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly: sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.” ~ Ernest Hemingway

An eye for an eye leaves the world blind 

2021-02-22T21:44:40+00:00January 21st, 2021|Deep Thoughts|

Mahatma Gandhi’s legacy is one of peace and forgiveness, something that is massively lacking in the tumultuous world around us. A quick scroll through social media shows how massively broken this world is. So much hate, violence and greed. So many people are suffering, emotionally, mentally and physically on a daily basis and instead of healing, they are subjected to

2020 was a weird year for me, but for strange reasons 

2021-02-22T21:43:17+00:00January 6th, 2021|Alpha Woman|

Before your train of thought even goes there, yes I am fully cognisant that 2020 was a shit year for everyone, however, it was a weird one for me. Compared to a very large segment of the world, my year was fantastic: my business grew, my family was safe, and I was shielding since the first lockdown, enabling my lifelong

2021-02-20T15:58:13+00:00January 4th, 2021|Wise Words|

“Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attended.” Marie Curie

December 2020

November 2020

Chapter three: finding the writer within

2021-02-26T23:01:44+00:00November 13th, 2020|Featured, In Search of Myself|

Stuck. Frozen in perpetual frustration, the moment my eyes look at my blank manuscript, littered with a sparse outline masquerading as something substantial. This is every time I open a personal scrivener project. For six years, I’ve felt the cold chill in my bones of writing something that might become a book. Finding myself as a writer on this scale

October 2020

Chapter One: What am I searching for?

2021-02-26T23:02:00+00:00October 30th, 2020|In Search of Myself|

What is the search of myself about?  We spend our entire lives trying to figure out who we are and what our purpose is on earth. Who am I? What am I supposed to be doing? What’s my life purpose? What does my soul yearn to do? These are all the questions we ask ourselves when we’re in the darkest

Current Mood

2021-02-20T14:07:01+00:00October 13th, 2020|Through the Eye of the Storm|

Mood today. 6 client projects due, gods know how much work to be done, and I'm a mono-tasker who deep dives into a project until completion. I don't do routine things well, but I'm trying this adulting thing. Consistently feeling like I'm failing but hey! I'm trying. That's important... right? Imposter syndrome, please pack your bags and go on a

12/10/2020

2020-10-12T16:15:51+00:00October 12th, 2020|Reveries|

Padding quietly down the creaky stairs in my black ankle socks, so not to wake anyone, the smell of burnt toast streamed from the kitchen, filling my nose and jumpstarting my appetite. My stomach growled and I looked around to see if anyone else heard it curse me in a language foreign to all but me. The aroma lingered from

September 2020

Go to Top