Tag Archives: writing

In the past I have loved the challenge of writing prompted by creative prompts.  Previous prompts provided by others have resulted in some works which I have been most happy with and the stimulation of rising to a difficult challenge is so rewarding.  I have missed this inspiration very much since the Writers Bootcamp ended and woke this morning with …

I had to respond to the Daily Prompt on WordPress today ‘Are you being served?’, it is so relevant to my week.  I am a whinger, I am irritated on almost a daily basis by shoddy quality and non existant customer care.  I dream wistfully of the days when not everything was made in China and companies at least pretended …

Most days slip by with little highs and little lows and then come the moments which we live for, moments of pure beauty.  I opened up my e-mail this afternoon and read an e-mail from a poet named Phomolo Flex Sekamotho, he sent me links to his artist profile and his digital compilation of poetry.  He asked if I would …

Today was a wonderful stimulating day at the POWA women’s writing workshop.  Creative energy is a joy to be part of.  Today we did various exercises which were fun and pushed us beyond mental boundaries.  What struck me most is how quickly people bond in a positive space.  Writing is often a solitary pursuit but it is also a medium …

I am only happy with the writing of about 1 in 10 of my blog posts.  This could be discouraging but remaining committed to the blog keeps me writing which is the most important factor.  I have learned 2 important lessons. The posts first written in ink are better than those typed directly onto the computer, even if the difference …

The daily prompt today is “After spending time with a group of people, do you feel energized and ready for anything or do you want to hide in the corner with a good book?” As a child I was painfully shy.  Until the age of about 35 I was painfully shy.  I am not entirely sure why.  I don’t have …

Today I’m not sharing an experience or thought with you but looking for advice.  My Children’s picture book ‘Snuffles and the Cloud People’ is at long last ready to be uploaded to Amazon and any other sites which you may recommend.  I will be doing so within the next few days …. drumroll!   I would be deeply grateful for any …

Normally if I drink coffee it’s one cup in the morning.  Last night I could not resist a cappuccino.  Won’t be doing that again!  My weary body gave a contented sigh as I collapsed on my beloved bed.  Then I became a snorkeller on the oceans of tranquillity.  Gazing into the depths of the world of dreams, I thrashed about …

There’s an ache in my sternum as we drive out of Durban. Each road familiar, mapped in my psyche. No specific memories occupy my mind but flashes of impressions associated with each place, passing like trees seen from the car window, intangible in my visions periphery. Fleeting emotions and reminders that this is where I belong. Subliminal, wordless poetry, striking …

He had fire in his fingertips An Eagle on his arm A little boy chained in his eyes The above few lines found saved under notes on my phone.  What or who was I thinking of? Were those lines meant to be pondered later to form a poem? Like memories of a dream in the afternoon those thoughts are all …