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SUMMER STARTS TO SHINE

WRITER. DOODLER. TRAUMA SURVIVOR. INFLUENCER. WAVE-MAKER.

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May 2017

SHARPIE Wednesday

I haven't done sharpie Sunday for ages, so this is sharpie Wednesday :P....a quickie doodle before I sleep....  SummerSHINES  Night lovelies X

LOTS OF LEMONS

Life is currently uncomfortable. It always is, to some degree, at least some of the time. Sometimes it is really uncomfortable all of the time, and other times it is mildly uncomfortable, bits of the time. Happiness is nothing else but... Continue Reading →

MOMENT TO MOMENT

I haven't been in the usual routine today. Why? It is un-seasonally hot in England today. Ergo my fellow tiny island dwellers, including me, go bonkers. We are not accustomed to such high temperatures, especially in the coastal bit I live... Continue Reading →

SHARPIE RANDOMS

My sharpie doodles are random, spontaneous, and determined by whatever random idea pops into my head. Here they are.... It began with the standard "drawing of a flamingo warm-up", just get my nimble fingers warmed up and my creative brain... Continue Reading →

COFFEE & COMFORTS

This is a 'where I'm at' post. Because I'm not entirely sure quite where I am, so am hoping the writing process will allow me to grasp the nettle and see my way through the fog, and all equivalent metaphorical jazz.... Continue Reading →

THERAPY BONKERS

Today is a part-sharpie/part-prose post. Today is therapy day, which means I [very predictably] have a thumping headache and feel absolutely drained. Today was really hard, really really hard, and really really emotional and really really intense. There are not... Continue Reading →

HEART OF TERROR

I didn't think I'd be writing this kind of post today. Half asleep and still dozy I was alerted out of my sleepy stupor by a sudden groan of my husband. What. WHAT? I asked urgently. My PTSD brain immediately... Continue Reading →

THAT WOMAN IS ME

Daughter 1 bounces on the trampoline outside. Daughter 2 has her head buried in her latest fairy book upstairs. A man prepares a family meal in the kitchen, and a woman sits alone at her laptop, door closed, wondering what will possibly... Continue Reading →

POST-TRAVEL HUM

I hear the hum of the aircraft, still ringing in my ears, The roar of the car barely hides the rumble of my fears. Back home now to safety. Duvet pulled up, I'm smothered, My silent melancholy, proved not so... Continue Reading →

NO WORDS

Just scrawled doodles. Bad day. No words. SummerSHINES 

MELANCHOLIC

Melancholic morning, stay inside your bed, The world hurts- sink your head in a pillow instead. Lavender scented Francais-themed sad, Wrote a post last night that confirmed my bad. Bad girl missing ma famille,  Longing for them, plain as can... Continue Reading →

HOMESICK

I am grateful to have this holiday. I am also simultaneously missing home and the people I have back at home quite a lot. Holidays fulfil my wanderlust desires. But they also make me appreciate what I have the other... Continue Reading →

SEPIA FILTER

I sat earlier with my eldest daughter, just glad to be with her, and my husband thoughtfully captured the moment on camera.  It was a sepia moment, too special for standard colour reproduction. What we talked about wasn't groundbreaking or... Continue Reading →

MY BAD

Morning coffee crumpled duvet View in front just like a movie Rustic beams farmhouse walls Sunken valley swallows call  Clothes laid over whicker chair Mirror leaning vacant stare Nothingness here on holiday  Nothing much to do or say "Enjoy this... Continue Reading →

DOUBLE-BOLTED

It is early June 2015. I am almost 34. I have written my note to my husband (which I still have in my crisis keepsake box) and I am leaving my usual acute ward, en route to a city ward.... Continue Reading →

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