Wednesday, 22 February 2017

That's What I Love - stream of coinciousness

How many times have I dreamt about this? Sleeping under a bouquet of stars! They're so beautiful. Really stunning tonight. I focus on one - I don't know it's particular name, just decide it's a lucky one. It's towards the west so it's one of the last lights before the sun overrules them. It's always glorious watching the sun rise. And just that excites me as I have no idea what the day may have in store.
There are so many things that could happen. I could meet someone new, I could try a new taste and really enjoy it or stick to what I know. There are so many possibilities and no matter what I do, I won't be letting myself down. That's what I love. I'd much rather be doing something than sitting back. Sitting back entails thoughts of 'Wish I could' and anyone who knows me knows that I am a doer. I'd much rather be, than have regrets of not doing anything.

*Hey! I hope you liked that! I've been awful at posting things lately! Just had a lot going on!

Steph

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Wednesday, 1 February 2017

Brazen

I have started writing again! I'd just gotten so busy with work and trying to manage everything else in my life, that I just had no time left over. Creative writing that is. I do miss the time I used to be able to write article after article for a happiness blog which I used to) and write something inspirational (?) on here and still write creatively. Now I'm able to write creatively again, I feel hopeful that I can get back to writing how I used to. I also remembered something I learnt at uni. That 5 word sentences (or less) pack more of a punch. So, here we go my probably sixth attempt at trying to write this one scene called 'Brazen':

'I can't believe you,' he hissed as she held the knife over his defenceless body.
'Well, you'd better start!' she yelled back at him. How had it come to this? One second. That's all it would take.
'Get up!' she kicked his motionless legs. 'Tell me I'm crazy, tell me I'm insane!' she demanded in a voice that wasn't her own. It was much fiercer, more brazen. She didn't believe herself capable. 'Tell me anything,' she pleaded as tears stung her eyes.

Steph

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