It is hard to live through dark times. When the world narrows. If all you see are the horrors outside. Feeling trapped. When the only place you can go is . . . your home.Continue reading “How to Survive Dark Times: A Letter to Friends”
Yellow Readis is Back and Writing!
There’s been a lot of writing happening behind the scenes at Yellow Readis – just not on the website. But now we’re back and writing here too!
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Living in My Head
A long time ago, so long it’s BC (Before Children), I decided to write a novel. I took a year, battled the muse, created so much stuff that it can be hard to store and that’s just the paper-trail, not the electronic dump! And then I put it aside, got a job and went on with life. That was that.
The problem is, that though I can stuff all the chapters in a cupboard to gather dust, I can’t remove them from my head. My characters haunt me. Every now and then, they will pop out at an inopportune moment (is there an opportune moment I wonder?) and insist that I need to get on with it – they’re not getting any younger. . .
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Celebrating Christmas, Preserving Ritual
Christmas has always been a special time for our family. It’s a tradition we enthusiastically embrace, even though we’re not exactly church-goers. In fact, I would go so far as to call us unbelievers, or even atheists.
But spoiling the magic of Christmas? Not on our agenda. Christmas is too important a tradition for us to abandon.
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The Purple Skirt
Sometimes, self-care is a must. And today, I’d like to share with you one of my adventures in – er – self-care.
About a year ago, I decided I needed a few extra items in my wardrobe. I had a pile of material, (alas, the remains of a only once-used baby carrier that J rejected instantly – she hated being wrapped as a baby, so my pre-birth plans of no prams went out the window and the material went back into storage), so I thought, why not make a skirt?
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