Share your world – Week 4 2016



What one thing are you really glad you did yesterday?

Cleaning. It sounds boring, I know, but there’s nothing quite like snapping on a pair of marigolds and having a clean house for the weekend. (Or maybe I should get out more…)

Are you generally focused on today or tomorrow?

Being a mindfulness coach I have to say present moment all the way. I do plan for the future though. I’m quite structured.

Would you want a guardian angel/mentor? What would they tell you right now?

Yes please! They would tell me to have more faith in myself, or not to eat too many chocolate hob nobs. Perhaps both would be really good advice.

Would you rather live in a cave house or a dome house made out of glass?

Glass – I love natural light.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I am grateful for the much needed support of my friends this week. Next week? It’s an adventure and I’m looking forward to seeing what’s going to happen.


Share your world hosted courtesy of Cee’s Photography. Copy and paste the questions and fill in your own answers. Let’s get to know each other a little better.

I am one today!


Ok, maybe not me personally, but my blog and if that isn’t a good excuse for a cake I don’t know what is.

365 days ago I sat, with my finger hovering over the publish button, beads of sweat pooling on my brow. I wanted to try to write fiction but really, could I do it? Could I write? Would I ever feel creative enough, brave enough?

To date I have posted 67 flash fiction stories, numerous posts and have written an 80,000 word novel but I couldn’t have done it without the support of the wordpress community. I have learned so much, not only through the constructive feedback left on my posts which has helped my technique to improve week by week, but also by reading your blogs. I am inspired on a daily basis.

A big thank you to everyone who writes, reads, comments and sets up challenges. I look forward to the next year.

SoCS – Enter



I had been hanging around the periphery of the creative writing world for as long as I could remember. Unwilling to step over the threshold but unable to tear myself away from vicariously living through fictional worlds created by others.

The invisible door constructed entirely through my own imagination kept me out. How could I, the reader, feasibly become the writer? It would be like entering a foreign country to which I had no passport, no visa, no right to be there.

The more I denied the creative part of me, the hungrier it grew, feeding off my fears, consuming my excuses until it grew larger and larger, propelling me forward. I was launched through the entrance to this new world and found myself in the Land of WordPress.

The natives called themselves bloggers and couldn’t have been more welcoming. I am happy to finally be here.


Written for Saturday’s Stream of Consciousness writing challenge – Entrance. 

Are you sure you want to do this?



Setting up this blog two weeks ago was one of the scariest things I have ever done. I had moments of blind “what if no-one reads it?” panic but then an even worse thought occurred “what if someone does read it?” and either doesn’t like what they read, or, and possibly more anxiety inducing, what if they do like it and want to read more? The fear of “would I be able to write anything remotely enjoyable?”, and, if I did, “would I be able to recreate it?”, has put me off putting pen to paper so many times.

I have tried to make a commitment to write short stories various times over the past year but it just hasn’t happened. I would say life has got it the way but that would be a cop-out. It is me that is standing in the way, jumping up and down, waving my arms and shouting “you can’t do this”. “Better to not try than to fail” my subconscious has been whispering.

It was with much trepidation I set up a blog, thinking that maybe, just maybe, I would write something on it if it was there. I didn’t have any aspirations rather than a fleeting, this seems like a good idea at the time. No plan of what or when to post, best not to have any pressure I thought.

Writing my first couple of posts and nervously pressing the publish button with shaking fingers was terrifying and liberating all at the same time. I had spent the past few months reading blogs and you guys sure are a talented bunch. I felt out of my depth but prepared to give it a go.

When I started getting notification emails that bloggers had taken the time to both read my posts and to press the like button I was a tinsy bit excited. My ‘could I do this?”, “should I do this?” had transformed into “I am doing this”.

Then some comments came through. I prepared for the worst, took a deep breath and opened up my email. The first comment itself was positive but the last sentence “are you sure you want to do this”? totally threw me.

Do what? Write? Put myself out there for critiquing? Start to believe I can? Were they telling me, in a roundabout kind way that I was wasting my time? It was the worst thing they had ever read? I should try a new hobby?

Should I contact the blogger, ask them what they meant? Would that be rude? Did I really want to know the answer?

Momentarily deflated I sat and contemplated the question. I have always wanted to be a writer but, for many reasons, have never really given myself a chance to try. Do I really want to do this? I thought about why I had started a blog and what I wanted to achieve from it and realised I had no idea.

I concluded I wanted to follow my heart and write regularly but needed something to motivate me, some structure. I trawled through numerous blogs and posts until I found two challenges I thought I would enjoy and signed up for them. I then googled local writing groups and emailed one asking if I could join. Brave (for me) but spurred on by the question I felt it was now or never.

Confident I was now on the right road for the right reasons I decided to reply to the blogger. Opening up my emails I thought I would read the other comments first. Funny at the bottom of them all was the very same sentence “are you sure you want to do this?”

OK so I may have been a little slow realising that it was actually WordPress asking me if I was sure I wanted to approve the comment but I am grateful for the confusion. Yes, I am finally sure I want to do this. Thanks WordPress for the clarity.