Kirstie Sivapalan
Yesterday I had that moment all aspiring writers have. "Why I am doing this? Am I even any good? Am I just indulging myself? Should I even bother sharing my work?" I allowed myself some time to reflect on this, to ask the question without a furious search for the right answer. Instead I remembered… Continue reading Composure
Sadness is the colour blue. That shade of midnight. When the Sun has gone as deep as it can go and the faintest stars blaze like the strongest suns. Happiness is Yellow. Bright buttercup yellow. Like the swimming costume I wore when I was five playing in our paddling pool keeping cool in the heatwave… Continue reading Sadness is the colour blue
Today I am angry, not just mildly displeased or irked but gut wrenchingly, blood boilingly, fist clenchingly, teeth grindingly, word spittingly, ear steaminlgy angry and try having all of those things going on whilst your trying to be articulate. So do I have 5 minutes of your time? Will you indulge this tantrum and […] via… Continue reading Reblog: From a fellow M.E warrior. Listen to her roar!
Three years ago today I started my blog about my dream to have my own crystal shop. 9 months later I did, of sorts, then 18 months after that I closed its doors. For the next 6 months I continued to sell crystals in my lovely friend Fiona’s sparkly dress shop a few doors down.… Continue reading Don’t package your passion
Writing and M.E. 