This has taken me literally a whole day to write. I am struggling with a serious bout of writers block, hence the pretty much radio silence on the blog. Turns out when you’re lacking in an ability to write 100 words is a lot! Who said that parting is such sweet sorrow? Will I see [...]
Mrs TeePot April 8, 2013
A very rough take on the prompt but a miraculous moment in my life where I went to a restaurant alone. Suffering with anxiety makes being alone in any situation difficult, this does not convey the emotions as well as I’d like, but I wanted to put it out there. She took each step tentatively. [...]
Mrs TeePot March 30, 2013
Jenna opened her front door, weighed down with shopping and files from work she heaved it all inside and kicked the door closed behind her. As she looked up her eyes grew wide; there was chocolate everywhere. Chocolate bunnies, eggs, bars of all varieties. Looking at all of that chocolate she beamed. A note attached to [...]
Mrs TeePot March 2, 2013
As she ran the key fell from her pocket onto the frozen ground. He spotted it and knew he could slow his pace, retain some energy, she would be stuck when she reached her door. But as luck, for him, would have it he didn’t even need to wait that long; her heel slipped on [...]
Mrs TeePot February 20, 2013
She looked up at him, running it round her mouth, judgement in her eyes. She licked her lips having swallowed all of it. “So…what does it taste like?” he questioned in a worried tone. “It’s…” she desperately didn’t want to upset him, “different?” she tried. “Different good? Or different bad?” he pressed needily. “I’ll be [...]
Mrs TeePot February 9, 2013
Beneath the surface it lurks, waiting, just waiting for its moment. One moment where her guard drops, that’s all it needs, and then it will creep into the crack, clawing at her sanity, at her logic. Where once there was bravery now there is only fear, all sense abandoned. It worms it’s way into everything, [...]
Mrs TeePot January 22, 2013
As she sat on the terrace, looking out at a beautifully blue ocean with the sun sitting above it she wondered what the extreme weather meant for those in her country of birth. She saw images of snowmen, stories of loss of heating and snow days, but it was all such a long way away, so [...]
Mrs TeePot January 15, 2013
The darkness held her close as she sat on the familiar hardness of her wooden stool. The notes from the piano soothed her, dancing across her consciousness, warming her insides with their whispered words. She had long had a love affair with her instrument; it had always been there for her and never asked for anything but her [...]
Mrs TeePot January 1, 2013
It was dark, as it often is at night. As midnight struck the witches kicked off from the ground and began their journey. They were cloaked in green robes, not black as one might expect from a witch, and their broomsticks were a variety of house brushes, hoovers and mops that did the job as well [...]
Mrs TeePot December 24, 2012
‘Twas the night before Christmas, the telly was good, The chocolates were opened and a fire burned wood. Twitter was open to keep up with friends, Too much food eaten to be able to bend. Lights on the tree twinkle like stars, Outside was silence, no noise of cars. Inside was warm with stockings around, [...]