Writing Prompt – see the pic!

New sort of prompt! This appeared on one of my personal social media feeds as a writing prompt. Never done a writing prompt from a pic before, was fun! Nice, short one:

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“Girls can do anything boys can do, AND they can do it in a dress and heels!” – she had used the classic retort  when her brother had remarked that he didn’t think she would be up to the task of helping him split the firewood, something their mother had suggested. She had felt very superior when she said it, and even more so in agreeing to his immediate challenge for her to prove it. However, staring upon the task at hand, she wished she had kept her mouth shut. Continue reading

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Broken Promise

I regret that evening every single day. If I could turn back the clock, I would, of course I would. The look on your face when I turned away for the final time, to follow my new, cool ‘friends’ to the party is forever etched in my memory. The saying is that ‘time heals’, but if anything, your features grow sharper with each passing month. More disappointed, more astonished, more…hurt.

That is the worst part – remembering the pure and simple hurt of my broken promise etched in your widened, too-bright eyes and downturned mouth and your red cheeks. Continue reading

I did it again…

Right, I did it again so we are just going to backdate this to the previous Wednesday and we will take things from there. Maybe a New Year’s Resolution, to get the hang of this?

Here is a cute diary entry, then:

December, some years ago, Age 10

Ooh – closer to Christmas every day! Got an advent calendar. Had carol practice instead of Mathematics. Science (forces* topic) in the afternoon. Spelling homework** for Friday’s Test. Going to have dinner now. By the way – we are going to church for carols and things with people from the school on Thursday! Continue reading

Still trying to get the hang of this…

Life got in the way again! I have missed three ‘scheduled’ days for posts (these are Wednesdays). I debated on how to ‘catch up’ and have decided to simply do them one after the other from later today and then resume regular Wednesday postings from the 29th. I will get the juggling act of full time job and writing right at some point…!

Be back soon 🙂

Ro x

Rain, onions and grandma’s stories

The below should have come out on Wednesday – apologies!

More from the universe of my own creation 🙂

Gina raised her eyebrows at the stall holder when he named his price and he immediately raised his hands in defence.

“Miss, if I sell them to you for any less, I’ll be making a loss, I swear it. Costs for all of us have gone through the roof, ask anyone!”

Gina sighed, and resignedly drew the requested coins from her satchel. She dropped them in his outstretched hands, shaking her head at his ‘thank you’s. A few minutes later, her basket full of carrots and onions, she continued down the path and turned a corner. The sky was a twilight orange, with rapidly shifting clouds dappling the sunlight filtering between the rows of earthen brick buildings, some three floors high. Continue reading

Writing Prompt Exercise: ‘Oddball’

I peered about the room before I entered, strategising. It was my mother’s annual pre-Christmas party and the room was packed with family members and friends all bustling about and helping themselves to finger foods laid out on a table on one side.

My primary goal was to avoid any awkward conversation about my recent break up with the man everyone had been convinced was going to propose earlier in the month. Nobody would believe that it was mutual, for the best or that I wasn’t actually as devastated as maybe I ought to have been – no, I would instead be looked at with the utmost pity and phrases such as ‘And at thirty two, time is ticking, poor dear’ would follow me as I moved about the room. Continue reading