On being Welsh

Even though I can say I am an official Australian, today I am Welsh.

Retreat from writing or writing retreat?

You know how excited you feel when those adds pop up for writer's conferences in America and you toy with the idea of getting up at four in the morning to hear your favourite authors speak? Yeah, me neither.

Everything all at once

Reflection on my childhood often helps me understand how creativity has ebbed and flowed in my life. It helps me understand how I am wired and what influences my thinking, positively or negatively.

Feeling all the feels

Learning about writing and actually ‘doing the verk’ are two completely different things.

Breaking Rules

We see it every day in social media. Those people who can’t help it, they have to correct typos, grammar or misinformation.

Growing old or growing up?

How we think has a big impact on who we are.

Bards and other mysteries

To say my writing has been influenced by my Welsh heritage is an understatement. Which is not necessarily a good thing.

Great expectations

Have you noticed how expectations get in the way? They spoil your fun, ruin relationships and even stop you from learning. It seems to be happening to me a lot lately. Is it just me? Is this a post lockdown phenomenon as we learn to navigate the world again? Let’s face it dealing with the … Continue reading Great expectations →

Holidays

We brought home two little dogs during all those lockdowns. They saved our sanity and kept us laughing when all we felt like was crying.

Summer storms

Photo Dave Hoefler - Unsplash Where does thunder rumble? Does it choose a place to be? Or does it merely stumble As it heads on out to sea. Today it sounds like boulders Rolling and grinding around The heavens look much colder As heat lifts off the ground. I hope the farmers managed To bring … Continue reading Summer storms →