I have never fallen in love in the summer. At least not that I remember. My very first romance started in the summer, I do remember that. However, that was more an infatuation and in all honesty I don’t even remember the first ‘I love you’ anymore. Knowing the timeline they could have happened in … More #58. The First Summer You Fell In Love
Prompt: Imagine yourself at age eighty. What would you tell yourself? Hey, I’m not going to lie, writing this feels so incredibly weird. I wonder if you’ll even remember me writing the letter. I was so young back then, and it was so long ago. Twenty-two years old, with my whole life ahead of me. … More #57. A Letter To My 80-Year-Old Self
Prompt: Imagine yourself aged eight. What would you tell yourself? Hey Kid, I’m writing to you form the future, I’m an older version of you, 14 years older to be precise. I have a few pieces of advice for you, you don’t have to listen to me, but I reckon your life will be a … More #56. A Letter To My 8-Year-Old Self
There’s so much information out there about how to get rich quick. A quick google search of ‘how to get rich quick’ will bring up thousands of articles, videos, and schemes, all promising that if you just follow their methods then you too will be able to get rich quick. There’s also countless numbers of … More #55. How To Get Rich Quick
All throughout my school career I was I encouraged to speak up more often. Every single report home contained something along the lines of “Sophie is a very bright child, but she needs to participate more in class.” I hated answering questions, I hated reading aloud, I hated being made to perform in front of … More Finding My Voice
No one really knew what happened that night, not until years afterwards at least. My parents knew what happened of course, but they refused to talk about it. The only other person who truly knew what happened that night was my sister, but she wasn’t around anymore to tell anyone. I remember bits and pieces … More #54. What Happened That Night
I have two nightmares that I’d consider the worst I remember. One of them I don’t actually remember much of, but I know that they killed my mum in it by making her jump off a cliff. It was a weird and very strange dream, but that’s the only bit of it I can recall. … More #53. What’s The Worst Nightmare You Remember?
I am a human being. And like most human beings I like receiving compliments. Or at least I like receiving some compliments, to me they have to be believable compliments. For example, there’s no point telling me that I’m an amazing runner because I know I’m shit and it’ll just make me feel uncomfortable instead. … More #52. The Biggest Compliment
My Nan was born in 1942, right in the middle of the Second World War. Her mother was convinced she was going to be a boy and was rather surprised, and from what I can gather also rather disappointed, when it turned out she was in fact, female. Her father was in the army, and … More #51. Describe Your Grandmother’s Childhood
This week I really couldn’t think of anything to write for my blog, and more importantly I had very little motivation to write at all. I spent a while just staring at a blank piece of paper getting more and more frustrated until it hit me. I could write about the fact that I currently … More Coping With Depression
A Place of Mine 