Good Morning

An illuminated streak, a warm surprise,she turns around and watches as he peels open sleepy eyes.  “Good morning, my king”, she whispers, brushing her lips against his jaw, and he simply gazes at her, lips parted in awe.  “My beautiful queen”, he mutters and brushes platinum strands from her face. She smiles softly, in love; […]

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Writing Anxiety

If you’re a writer, it’s safe to say you’ve probably been there – the need to be productive, but the lack of motivation or ideas to begin. I have a love-hate relationship with writing the first few sentences of anything, especially if I’m itching to get something on paper before quite deciding what. I often […]

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Writing Game

Place your finger randomly on the page in front of you. Your finger will have landed on a word or words. Write the word down, as well as the 3 words preceding it. You now have a 7-word phrase. Write this down & once you have written it, keep writing for 5 mins. You must […]

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How is it fair that you got to touch me before I could ever feel like I could touch myself?

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You

fantastical and magical and all-around wonderful and marvellous, fantabulous, and tremendous (I really can’t articulate my love  for you, my dear)

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Little Nan’s Bar, Deptford

The best of every nan’s living room, right on Deptford’s doorstep. We’ve all been there – warm hues of scattered browns and golds, shabby trinkets, Bone China dinner sets, and worn – but equally as comfortable settees. I’m sure I speak for many of us when I say that the welcoming atmosphere of our grandparent’s house is […]

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Dear Birch

“Stop everything! It’s snowing”, squeaked the birch to the vast, naked oak as icy flakes fluttered slowly – down, down, down, to the lightly dusted ground.  Snow had been long overdue. Tiny tips of green had already begun to sprout from the very ends of the birch’s branches as winter drew to a pass. The oak gently shuddered and […]

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