Reassure me on something, Twitter, please. In swimming lessons as a child we had to learn to swim wearing pyjamas. One exercise was to remove pyjama bottoms while treading water, tie knots in the legs and blow up to use as a float.
Other people did this too, right? RIGHT?! 👀😬
Oh yeah - because selfies are only for the 20-somethings according to some men. 🤦🏼♀️😬
Krys is stunningly beautiful irrespective of her age.
Here’s my 42-year-old face (again 👀😂) to piss off the haters.
Women over 40 rock. ❤️
Have I just fallen over in the dark putting my chickens to bed, and bashed up my arm? Yes.
Am I feeling sorry for myself and looking for sympathy? Also yes. 😬😭
Did I drop the eggs? No. 💪🏻
I want these sparkly boots really badly. But I have nowhere to wear them and they’d be a rubbish alternative to wellies.
But still. 🥹
I could just wear them round the house, with my PJs, right? 👀
Good morning Twitter. I have accidentally dressed all in black today, so to embrace my inner goth, I have decreed it’s a dramatic eyeliner kind of day. 👀
As you were.
Lost my editing companion today after 13 years with her. She was funny and weird, yet so very gentle and affectionate.
Each little soul who comes into my life, no matter the species, gets a piece of my heart, so I’m feeling a bit broken now she’s gone. 💔
A little known fact: I have a Cruella de Vil style streak of white hair in my fringe, it’s been there since I was about 17/18, just a few hairs at first, then a lot more. And I’ve tried to hide it for years.
In 2024, I’m embracing it and going all out villain mode. 👀😂
Well, shit damn. I’ve been novelling wrong all these years. Here I was thinking that I was reading for entertainment but really I should have been paying attention to the hidden life lessons the author was trying to impart to me. 👀🤦🏼♀️
I’m British. I apologise for things that are not even my fault. Like when I’m standing still, minding my own business, and someone else bumps into me. 😬🤦🏼♀️
Snapshot of a nervous debut author (hermit) about to leave her natural habitat (the bedroom floor) to head to the big smoke for a lavish party (so far out of her comfort zone as is possible).
Wish me luck. 👀😬
Did I purposefully let a few bananas go very brown so I’d *have* to bake with them?
Yes.
Did I make enough banana muffins to ensure I could OD on them?
Also yes.
Does my house smell amazeballs?
Oh hell yes. 😋
Homeward bound, been a lovely and very toasty warm holiday. Back to a mountain of washing, book edits, work and school holiday chaos. Ready yourself, Chalice. 😬
I have gained a few followers recently, so:
- I write romance/horror - it’s fiction
- I post selfies - my expressions are generally ridiculous 🤷♀️
- I like science - I don’t want to debate it on here
- I follow writers/editors etc and people I like interacting with
Peace out ❤️
It’s a ‘coffee and a fluffy, stripy socks’ kind of a day today. 🥰
It’s also a ‘bloody hell I need to get my edits back to my publisher’ kind of a day too. 😬
Is there a universal sign/emoji/emoticon for sarcasm? Or symbol to indicate presence of a dry British humour? One that my friends in the USA might recognise? 👀🤷♀️
Asking for a friend. (Me, I’m asking for me 👀😬🤦🏼♀️)
It’s a blustery autumn day here in Devon. One that calls for messy hair, snuggly jumpers, tea and chocolate cake while I write.
I am deep into development edits on book 2, and I am falling in love with this story once again.
Hope your Sunday is being good to you. ❤️
How is it that when you’ve made peace with a decision to remove someone from your life, because they repeatedly hurt and reject you, just a snippet of news about them can knock you all the way off your axis again. ☹️
Twitter X peeps, are we ok? Because there’s a lot of grumpiness, sniping and bitching on my TL today and I’m not sure why. 🤷♀️
So I’m just going to look at this pretty late blooming rose from my garden and hope everyone chills the chuff out. 👍🏻
Whipped in the face with a muddy horse tail this morning if you’re wondering how my day started. 😬🤦🏼♀️
Freshly showered now, classical music on, head down for some serious sciencing today.
Don’t have too much fun without me. 👀
So, umm, turns out that getting a book deal means it will actually get published. And be available for preorder at lots of places. In the world. 👀
@0neMoreChapter_
Guess I can share the news now. ❤️
So, you know, buy it, if you want. Thanks. 😬
Spending ages constructing a polite but dismissive rebuttal tweet against a ‘correction’ to one of my prompts. Only to think fuck it, and delete. Because what’s the point of arguing with people* who only see their own point of view as valid?
*Men, it’s always a man. 🤦🏼♀️🙄