A new year, a new me... a 1930's me? My great-aunt has an amazing collection of old newspapers and magazines, I was sat looking through them a couple of days ago when I came across this edition of Woman's

I am in month three of Author land, and am getting ready to launch a second book...as well as revamping my first to fit in with the first volume. I try very hard to share my writing journey in an attempt

*Picture courtesy of Pixabay and is free for commercial use. I originally started to write this in response to another user, @hayleyuk but decided to make it a post, because I think it's something that

(Image my own, and is a picture of the bridge I used to have to cross to get to my home when I lived in WV. I rather feel like I used to when I had to cross that bridge now...uncertain, confused, and desperate

(Image courtesy of pixabay, and is free for commercial use. Don't be that little girl about to be eaten by a demon!) It occurred to me one day that, while Steemit is great, I can't remove what I put into

**Just a note...I've been a busy girl, it's been a busy year, and lots has changed in the world, but it's all stayed the same really, hasn't it? I haven't forgot about you, fellow Steemians, I've just

I took a break as work became overwhelming and Portugal burned. The world basically ignored it, even tourists ignored it, breathtaking plumes of smoke filling the sky as acres of land burned, but what

For most people, the place they were born is special, it is their home. For me, my birthplace is magical, special, and displays, to me, a perfect example of the civic sacred. I would go further and say

Tomorrow morning at around 4.15am I will have completed my first 40 years on this fine earth. This is big. Because it means I've only got 10-15 years before I have to start planning for my mid-life crisis.

This story was written four years ago as part of a writing workshop, off the prompt to write something about an object: in this case, a marble. It was the first time I tried to write off that kind of prompt,

*Picture courtesy of Pixabay I think this about sums up most of us lately From Facebook to real life, from my author newsletter to Steem, there are waves of despair that cross oceans and continents. The

WARNING: There are bad words below. More than a few... I've had this friend for a while now. Let's call him Mark, because I don't want to get sued. Mark is a refugee from one of those countries close to

A wash of colour Today's drawing is of lilies, you may have see my recent post Pink Lily, an ink and watercolour sketch in which I drew a single lily flower. For this piece I wanted to experiment with

Best of Steemit Every Day Every day, I bring you eight posts you should think hard about upvoting and supporting. These are quality posts, well written and good examples of the best the community has to

Best of Steemit Every Day Every day, I bring you eight posts you should think hard about upvoting and supporting. These are quality posts, well written and good examples of the best the community has to

You see that thing in front of the giant dog overtaking my bed? Yeah, that's my brand new ar climatizador, purchased, at last, with the knowledge that I have the SBD to cover what was taken out of our

I grew up as a people pleaser... I don't like to write this because it feels icky, but it's essentially true. However, as with many things, being a people pleaser is not a black and white situation. i.e.

My Dad sent me this picture yesterday to show how beautiful home is. How beautiful it has always been, really. I miss those mountains terribly. They really are like the embrace of a mother that will always

I think, perhaps, you should listen To what I'm about to say, It's very important (is it not?) To know what occurs after day. Oh no, not night, as I knew you'd think, It's not as simple as that. There

Sigh. Yeah. I do. Mostly--really mostly--I just pimp other people's. For six weeks I've blasted out links to eight posts in Best of Steemit, all by other people, every day. And most days I've put up what