Five years ago I first dipped my toe publicly into writing and began this blog. The following year I decided to go to my first ever writing festival, Wexford Literary Festival. With trepidation I walked in its doors that first day convinced others could spot I was not a writer. After all, what exactly had … More Wexford Literary Festival.
The short answer is no. But have no fear there’s a longer answer. I have 40,000 words of a story written… but I’ve put it aside. Why? Because there is a book in my head, a book which is very close to my heart. I’ve tried to put off writing it, but the small voice … More Any sign of my book?
Ever since people in my real life discovered I wrote a blog I’ve been asked regularly, ‘So, when is your book coming out?’ To which I’ve always answered, ‘Not in the near future I’m afraid.’ There have been brief moments in time when I’ve toyed with compiling my posts into a book or several books. … More So, when is my book coming out?
It’s ages since I posted anything about where I’m going with my writing so here’s an update. Hows the book coming on? Sorry it’s not, but that’s not to say it wont. I am not sure why I’ve not sat down to write it, because I do know the bones of the story I have … More Writing update
‘How’s your blog doing?’ This is the question I am asked most frequently by those who know I write, which isn’t too many in my everyday life. I think the vast majority hear the word ‘blog’ and think it is something I do which must make money. Commonly I’m met with confused faces when I … More How’s your blog doing?
My husband is a genius. In times of trouble and strife, he is always there to pick me up. Well after twenty years together you would hope so. Take this morning for example. I woke early with my eldest daughter who fled the nest yesterday, weighing heavily on my mind. No moping in bed for … More Men do not improve with age.
Tell us about a journey — whether a physical trip you took, or an emotional one. Today my eldest, my firstborn left the nest. There is silence about her going, as we all come to terms with the empty space she has left. Today I cannot help but grieve. Twenty one years ago, I began … More Empty nest.
When our babies are young, we watch them like hawks. New mothers stare for hours at the faces, of their newborn. The idea of leaving them for even a short time, fills us with angst. Eventually we have to loosen the ties. Initially we trust only our husbands for babysitting, but in time we get … More Who can I trust to mind my child?
I met my future over twenty five years ago. And he changed me forever. He was everything I did not look for, and I became all I frowned upon. He was solid, steady, and clean shaven, an all round good looking “nice” guy. I became a love sick puppy, who chased her man shamelessly. Of … More One Pillow.
I have no faith. No belief in an afterlife. This is it. As good as it gets. I do not feel the need to argue over it, nor to tell others with strong faith, that they are wrong. Who knows maybe they are not. I grew up as a Catholic, and attended mass and was … More Miracle or coincidence?