Dearest You, A year ago today, I put on a dress, prayed to the angels and asked you to marry me. Thank you for telling me to get up off the floor and giving me an empty box. It’s the best empty box I ever got. And this coming from a girl who collects empty boxes. Thank you for sitting with me on the stairs. And sometimes dragging me backwards down them. Yes, I trust you. With my heart. With my…
You know that thing going around Facebook where you’re given an age and you have to tell people what you were driving back then, even it was a tricycle? And then people like your post. For a moment you think it’s because they care that you lived in your own little world. But really, they just want you to give them an age to talk about. So the cycle, like life, can begin again. Yeah, that. The age I got was 22.…
Today’s Daily Prompt has me thinking. What would I take with me? In truth, I’ve thought about this a few times. Mainly while waiting in the ‘safe place’ for a fireman to come up and tell me the fire is out. Or there isn’t one. There isn’t much else to think about, sitting behind a fire door, when the ‘safe place’ doesn’t feel very safe. So, yeah. I’ve thought about this question. What would I take with me if my…
Disability Humor Life Wedding Planning Writing
The Bridal (Hair) Hump and The Sneezes of Doom
14th January 2013As he pulled me backwards down the ramp and on to the street, the taxi driver asked what I was doing there. On a Monday. In the rain. In Glasgow. ‘Wedding make-up trial.’ ‘Are you going to be a bridesmaid?’ ‘No. I’m the bride.’ ‘Really?’ Yes, really.’ ‘Congratulations!’ ‘Thank you. Have a nice day.’ As I made my way up to Dad and Anne’s flat, I thought about how much I live to surprise people. Not really. Maybe a little.…
Happy New Year! You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to say that. So long, I’ll say it again. Happy New Year! And so, in the spirit of fresh starts, some of my resolutions are as follows, committed to the paper in my new journal: Write every day. Blog when it’s good. Hopefully every day. Maybe every other day. Blog more, at least. Re-draft the novel(s) by June. Write in the morning. Type in the afternoon. That rhymes. Read…
