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Behold the Wonder of a Book Nook — Parent Co.

I LOVE these ideas, I'll be making one of them tomorrow with a mosquito net and cushions for the kiddos. The milk bottle nook is amazing too... After a school day, my boys need some quiet time on their own. We live in rural Arizona in a spread out ranch style house, so space isn’t… Continue reading Behold the Wonder of a Book Nook — Parent Co.

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Three things you need to STOP DOING RIGHT NOW if you’re writing your first draft

I needed this, thanks Clare Daly for the proverbial kick in the rear…

Clare Daly Author


I should preface this post with the fact that no, I’m not yet a published author but I have learned some stuff along the way and as I rocket through the first draft of my new book, I realise what a completely different experience it is to the first. So, here we go. Here’s the things you need to stop doing right now on your first novel:

1.Panicking about whether it’s any good

Yes, easier said than done but press that release valve, breath out all that stress and tension you’ve been holding in between your shoulder blades. Truth is, it doesn’t matter if its rubbish. It’s your rubbish, your search for the truth and even if its not clear or apparent in the first draft, you will find it later. You have to write the unsophisticated words before you find the elegant ones  (and often they’re the best anyway). So…

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Collected Poetry

Grense – Boundaries

It is nearly thirty years since I copied this poem in to my book of favourite writings, I came across it today and still think it's lovely. Grense My naakte siel wil sonder skrome in alle eenvoud tot jou gaan, soos uit diepe slaap ons drome, soos teen skemerlug die bome opreik na die bloue… Continue reading Grense – Boundaries

Collected Poetry

Comes the Dawn

Found for me by my DH this beautiful poem by Veronica Shoffstall speaks eloquently into the place of grief. After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t… Continue reading Comes the Dawn