the Lennon Wall

Amidst the browns and greys of the old streets of Prague, Czech Republic there lies a secret rebellion of colour. Well, maybe it isn’t so secret, but the twists and turns of the cobbled streets that lead to it make it feel as though no one knows about it, this deliciously clandestine wall, filled with…

the versatile blogger award mixed with a little liebster

I was so surprised and pleased when Pommi nominated me for the Versatile Blogger award, and Amy for the Liebster! Thank you! I know that my blog tends to jump around over the place, between general musings about life, fiction snippets and travel photos, so it’s great to have a positive name for this –…

so this is what it feels like

It’s finished. All is written and done, and all that is left behind is a slight echo of typing, a sweet nothingness. November has been amazing. Busy, wonderful and awe-inspiring. We left Spain with its strangely rainy skies and overpopulated coast and caught the train up through France, to visit Nice and Monaco. We ate…

NaNoWriMo – here we go

So NaNoWriMo is tomorrow, and I’m starting to regret that I don’t drink coffee. I’m both scared and excited, but mostly curious to see what happens. I have a general idea of what I’m going to write about, but I also have a sneaking suspicion that the pressure of 50,000 words in 30 days is…

this is what i love

I love writing. I love the feeling of ideas pouring out of my mind, flowing strong and steadily through my nose, through my mouth, even through my very blood down to my fingers, which tap and tap as fast as they can to try and capture some, to get the words down on paper. Sometimes…

my talent is zoning out

One of my aunts said recently, when speaking about me as a child, “oh that girl didn’t even need a body, she just lived in her head!” For some reason when I heard this I found it mildly insulting. But then I thought about it for a while, and realized this is completely true, and…

just do it

I used to think that if I had the tools, the writing would come. As long as I had a mechanical pencil and a nice, big notebook with room for my ideas the words would just spill out of me. But that wasn’t the secret. I just had to start. Now that I’ve started I…

memory keeper

When I was little I had so many books to read. Every Christmas and birthday I would receive at least four new books. It was an easy present to get me; I was always the nerd, the girl with her head in a book, the one who walked down the stairs reading. I remember how…

lady in red

I lost my favourite lipstick three weeks ago and it surprised me how upset I was. It is an unusual, warm brown, like cinnamon. My mother, always complimentary, says it makes me look like a South American beauty when I wear it. When I finally found it yesterday – in my glasses case for which…

dandelion seeds – we’re all just blowing in the wind

Does it matter? What we fill this world with while we’re here? Some people say life’s a bitch and then you die, and for some I guess maybe it is like that. But what about the good parts? What about all the beauty? The leaves surrounding you on an autumn walk to work, new soft…