If there’s one thing about myself that is for certain, it’s that I don’t give myself a break unless I am forced to. I told myself I’d take a week off everything for my birthday week, but you know me, I was writing and aiming to be here as usual, but then a little thingContinue reading “The Birthday Depression Stole.”
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A Plaster For The Day
I’m exactly where I said I wouldn’t be. Where, you ask? Well, here, on my blog. I planned to take a week off, get away from social media and writing for a week. I even spent an evening on Canva creating an Instagram post saying I would be gone for the week as of today;Continue reading “A Plaster For The Day”
Third Person Prompt
“Describe yourself in third person – your physical appearance and personality – as though you were writing a character in a book.” * Sat at her desk, listening to music that was far too loud to get anything productive done, Gwen stared at the laptop screen in front of her. Nothing of worth being caughtContinue reading “Third Person Prompt”
I Was Lost
In a previous blog post I wrote about ‘My Backpack’ (click the link to read) My metaphorical backpack is something I’ve been working on recently in therapy. On my first session with my current counsellor my backpack was huge. I imagined it nearly as big as myself, and it was black with lots of zips,Continue reading “I Was Lost”
Your world is only as limited as you make it.
Should we ever accept that we’re just ‘not that good’ at something we’re passionate about? I saw a Tweet by another writer (I didn’t catch their name because I didn’t realise the tweet would stick with me like it has) about how they’re resigning to the fact that their writing will never ‘change the world’,Continue reading “Your world is only as limited as you make it.”
Why I Write
“Why do you write?” A simple question, with a thousand answers. I write because I want to escape. I think too much. I get lonely. The ideas pop into my head and they’ll bother me until I write them down. It’s the easiest way for me to communicate. It’s fun. It’s easy. I’m good atContinue reading “Why I Write”
My backpack.
Therapy is fantastic. It can help you see your world from another angle, it can take that weight off your shoulders that’s been weighing you down for years, it can assist in finding your self-esteem. But you know what, sometimes, it just feels really shit. The thing is, it’s meant to be shit sometimes! It’sContinue reading “My backpack.”
The Small Happies.
Many years ago, on one of my regular trips to Whitby, I bought a small wall plaque that read ‘Happiness is a way of life, not a destination.’ because I feel like that sentence reflects how I feel about life and happiness, and it’s always stuck with me. I think a lot of people putContinue reading “The Small Happies.”
Adding colour to the past.
This week I have been sucked back in to writing (And rewriting) parts of my novel. Does anyone else get a second wind, so-to-speak, with their writing? I have been so happy with the initial draft of it for a few months now, but suddenly I had a flurry of new thoughts that I wantedContinue reading “Adding colour to the past.”
A letter to me of the past.
Recently I was tagged in a post by my friend on Facebook. It was a letter she wrote to her ten year old self, she had written a couple of sentences about me in it, which was lovely, but as I read it I began to wonder, what would I tell my ten year oldContinue reading “A letter to me of the past.”
Gwen Richards 