It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
This weekend was Joshua’s birthday and I thought it would be terrible, but it wasn’t. It was nice. Here’s the update:
Read Moreby pennycastle | Aug 16, 2018 | Blog, Blog Posts, Cancer, grief, grieving, Video, Winter | 0 |
This weekend was Joshua’s birthday and I thought it would be terrible, but it wasn’t. It was nice. Here’s the update:
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jul 27, 2018 | Blog Posts, Video, Winter | 0 |
I’ve neglected you and I’m sorry. I do have a good excuse though. I’ve had my nose to the grindstone doing all the behind the scenes stuff related to getting Joshua’s book, Cure, published. It’s...
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 21, 2018 | Blog Posts, Cancer, Video, Winter | 0 |
Today it’s all about trying out the theory that smell can improve our moods.
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 14, 2018 | Blog Posts, Video, Winter | 0 |
I tried to swim back to happiness (and away from grief)…
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 10, 2018 | Blog Posts, Winter, Writing bits and bobs | 0 |
I wrote this as a competition entry this month. The brief was to write about the discovery of a dead body for any type of character. It was inspired by a morning I spent at the Lady Lever Gallery. There was a meditator but the rest is fiction…
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 4, 2018 | Blog Posts, Winter, Writing bits and bobs | 1 |
I can feel the enthusiasm bubble up through my chest and into my cheekbones. I rub my hands together and clasp them close to my beaming face. I burble and chirrup with excitement as I scribble notes about how I’m going to do it and what the steps will be.
Read Moreby pennycastle | May 14, 2018 | Blog Posts, Winter | 3 |
I have a truck load more reasons to hate Mother’s Day this year but, to be honest, I started...
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 22, 2017 | Blog Posts, Summer, Winter | 0 |
Crikey, I miss summer. I miss it with the same ache I imagine for a Jane Austen heroine dreaming of her potential husband. And, like her, my tormented imaginings are not entirely realistic.
Read Moreby pennycastle | Jun 6, 2017 | Blog Posts, Harvest, Harvesting, Winter | 1 |
I slipped a juicy segment into my mouth. The juice exploded into my mouth: Honey-sweet and tart. Lush. My tongue and teeth popped the little sacks of liquid. In my mind’s eye a crowd of Californian surfers stood on their boards and cheered in unison. I glanced down to pick up another segment.
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