I listen as you enjoy your time,
Cackling as you drink your wine,
The gossip flowing from your lips,
Is enough to sink the heartiest of ships.
Author: The Lady Prince
I started writing when I was little but didn't start sharing my work until suffering a trauma.
I thought it could be a way for me to help others dealing with similar issues, and gain confidence as a writer.
Bumps in the road are a common occurrence here, I may not always be the best at posting content, but I will always come back.
As for me, I live in Scotland, I have too many craft hobbies to list, and I share my life with my better half and our cat.
Pneumonia
Some weeks ago I was sent to the hospital due to my body not recovering from COVID-19 after twelve weeks of symptoms.
Being in the COVID ward was hard enough, surrounded by people who were struggling to take a breath.
After many tests, the doctor was able to tell me that COVID had given me pneumonia, with no underlying conditions.
Read More »Covid-19
I don’t know why I haven’t shared my experience with COVID-19 yet, I think it’s because it was all so real for me when this started.
My partner travels all around the country for work, so it was always going to be brought into this house, and I was always going to catch it.
It started and ended with mild symptoms in my other half, it didn’t seem that nasty to me, I thought if this is what I’m in for it can’t be that bad?
Read More »March
Yesterday I went into self-isolation due to the thing everyone seems to be talking about right now.
My partner travels all around Scotland for his job and in his many travels around the country he picked up a fever.
Then came the cough and shortness of breath, so like any good citizen he took the advice to stay off work and self-quarantine.
Read More »BFF.
It’s a rather lonely existence,
To be kept at a distance,
Watching as people go on,
Feeling like your wrong.
Effortless as they lead,
Tales of wonder and mead,
A perfect life without you,
The sad one who feels blue.
Read More »The tale of Scatter Brain Jane
Scatter Brain Jane has something wrong inside,
Her head is a giant jumble that she tries to hide,
As you pass by her outside on the street,
She looks so normal as she smiles to greet.
Read More »We choose hope.
How many times will you say the word no?
Should we beg and plead in order to go?
It Is this relationship working for us?
Remember the times you made such a fuss?
The Lost Season
I don’t want to hear carolling,
My heart needs some consoling,
The season lost by a missing piece,
It’s once bright magic has decreased.
I flap.
It will come as no surprise to most of you to learn that I am a flapper, the rest of you probably haven’t heard the term. A flapper is not some weird sea creature but someone who panics and gets agitated with themselves.
I flap therefore I am, at times I think I was born to flap, as somehow it’s encoded into my DNA. I’m always trying to find the answers to everything but could it be I was just made this way?
New Tomorrow?
It feels as though I let you all down,
The grey cloud above the perfect town,
A caterpillar who won’t become a butterfly,
Silent nothings that haunt your battle cry.
Patches of frost on newly bloomed rose,
A tiny hole in your beautiful new clothes,
The ugly duck in a lake filled with swans,
Decaying rust that muddies antique bronze.
