Aftermath

Photo by Victor Dunn on Pexels.com When I left the UK in October 2019 I had no idea what lay ahead of me out here. I took my courage such as was left after a tough few years and then I put my all into making this happen. So here I still am ... 3 …

STUFF!!!!

Am all done and tired of lugging, moving, dumping, dragging, pulling and pontificating over stuff!

Morrigan’s travel beads… 21st October 2019

The Celtic woman's safety chain...when far from home... So I have done it. Finally left the island and headed off into the wide blue yonder that is UAE. Well, its been a long old wait! Follow this link to see the build up to today's eventual leaving of the shores if you want to know …

Relinquishing The Past…

22nd February 2022 Being signed off sick - and finally giving into doctor's orders and salvaging what is left of my failing health - has also given hours and hours of past reflection, present feelings and future decisions...perhaps. She says... indecisively... The tinge of Guilt accompanying writing when I should be working - or should …

PRE-UK FLUX… Desert Limbo Girl

September 30th 2021: I feel disinclined to write. Or do much of anything in fact Currently sat in a friend's apartment in Emirates City, alone as per, but grateful as hell, and reflecting on what comes next. Do not be fooled by the name as a city it is not. More of a concrete oasis …

Tales of Anxiety

Your anxious tendrils fold their fingers around my gut Entrench me deeper still into this rut Swinging from contentment back into dire resentment Peering over the precipice into the blackness The void, devoid of emotion. I run skip nay, dance away always chasing, always my shadow you incessantly follow Some days you falter, fall behind, …

Denouement

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com This word has been incessantly rattling around in my not-so-lucid -lately brain matter. There was another word - earlier today - that now escapes me. Foggy brained, I have unravelled throughout my long and lonely day. Make that days. To recall a fleeting thought from early morning as I gazed …

Cavernous realms beyond our control.

Photo by u041cu0430u0433u043eu043cu0435u0434 u0428u0430u043fu0438u0435u0432 on Pexels.com It was tricky not to find the usual generic picture when searching for a free image for this and as I have not ventured into any caves as late - as one does...(not often!) ... I gave in and plumped for the awestruck figure enclosed in eerily irredescent gloom! …

Sign your name across my heart …

When I first saw this writing prompt I immediately latched onto Picasso and started thinking of his great modernist works. His abstract, often complex Cubist creations with a distinct African feel and his portraits of the women in his life, are all infused with a strange and sometimes macabre sadness. "Art is a lie that …

Promptation!

So today I cheated. I chose all six prompts from the last 6 days and amalgamated them to write one block of 6 x 50 words expected of me...nothing if not crafty, that's me! Reminded immediately of a pen my husband bought me long ago, one that I craved on first sight but abandoned as …

Excuses for not writing in forever …and Mountains…UAE style

Back home in the UK I belong to no less than 3 writing groups. Photo by Lisa on Pexels.com A little greedy perhaps - and typically me to spread myself so thin and want to join all I see instead of being selective. Yet variety IS the spice of life and for me all 3 …