I did it. The first draft of my adult dystopian fantasy is complete. 84,000 words written in 5 weeks (36 days) - not all of which were writing days. Started 26th July and finished 30th August. I got the idea sometime in June I believe. The time has come and gone so quickly. I really… Continue reading Writing my novel this summer
Coping Techniques: Where to put your anxiety
I was thinking today that it sounds nice to think of coping with your anxiety as "putting it somewhere". Not getting rid of it, because anyone who suffers from anxiety knows that's not always possible, but putting it into something. Putting it down. Putting it behind a curtain for a while. Just kindly leading it… Continue reading Coping Techniques: Where to put your anxiety
My toxic best friend (rumination)
Oh anxiety, the toxic friend who doesn’t understand that you don’t want to hang out with her anymore. She cares about you. Wants the best for you. But she doesn’t realise that all the screaming about the coming of wolves and eagles, is bringing the wolves and eagles to us. I tell her to shut… Continue reading My toxic best friend (rumination)
Self Care September Ideas
I am trying to get ahead of the summer's end blues and Seasonal Affected Disorder that I sometimes wrestle with come Autumn/Winter time. Therefore, I'm having a "Self-Care September". This will help to refill my cup ready for October when my final year of university begins, as well as be gentle with myself while I'm… Continue reading Self Care September Ideas
September’s Song (journal entry)
September's song slips over the hill. She's on her way. And as much as coffee dates and jumpers feed my soul, I'm terrified of summer's end. Why can't I have it both ways? The endless days of summer, alongside the cosy autumn vibes? Because the colours rust, orange, and burnt yellow are my favourite. A… Continue reading September’s Song (journal entry)
Careful with complacency and fixed ideas
I’m re-realising that I need to be careful with the stories I tell myself about myself, other people, life, and the world. This narrative I’m creating about who I am and what I want. The lies. The fears that speak so confidently that I think they’re true. That I’m a weak person. I can't handle… Continue reading Careful with complacency and fixed ideas
Types of productivity – it’s all valid
Something I'm working on is recognising the ebbs and flows of my day. We can't be high-energy all action and in our power all day. But we can still be productive all day. What I mean is recognising the ways we can be productive depending on our energy levels. Tuning in and tending to the… Continue reading Types of productivity – it’s all valid
‘I Think, Perhaps’ (a short story)
By S. R. Crawford Attending your own funeral is not only allowed but encouraged. Best to accept one’s death in witnessing those who have come to mourn you. Of course, you mourn yourself, too. All the things you weren’t. All the things you’ll never be, now. I thought too much. I wished with all my… Continue reading ‘I Think, Perhaps’ (a short story)
A Writer Be (poem)
Who are you If you can’t stitch sentences slowly With real intention and wonder? A world rife with the unfair and cruel Become words on my page. Awakened and raw They hold everything And nothing. Maybe my wants are too cruel, too Because how can I capture A memory? A place? A person? Isn’t it… Continue reading A Writer Be (poem)
How to develop an intuitive writing practice
I thought about this concept randomly the other day and wanted to see if there’s more information out there about it. Because to me, it sounds like a really gentle, creative, and flowy way to write. Writing not by routines or goals (alone) but in line with your intuition. Your inner knowing. What does this… Continue reading How to develop an intuitive writing practice
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