Self Discovery Prompt #11 – Favourite Hobby

This weeks prompt is as thus: What do you enjoy most about your favorite hobby? How can incorporate that into other parts of your life?

Well, you’d be surprised to hear that it has something to do with writing. And I don’t mean the physical nature of writing books (because hell, that isn’t a hobby) but the craft of  Continue reading “Self Discovery Prompt #11 – Favourite Hobby”

Self Discovery Prompt # 10 – Favourite Animal

This Weeks Prompt is: Name an animal whose characteristics you admire. Are you in any way like that animal?

Those of you who know me are aware that I have lots of animals. Three dogs, six cats and three chickens. I’d love a goat, but Simon won’t hear of it, nor a Vietnamese pot bellied pig – I suppose I could try and adopt one of the wild boar around here but that wouldn’t go down well either, far too destructive. My favourite animal though

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Self Discovery Prompt #8 – Do Books Speak?

This weeks prompt is: Name a book that spoke to you on a personal level. Why? 

Now, I had to think long and hard about this. It’s not an easy question when you love books as much as I do. I read in several genres (much like I write in several genres) because Continue reading “Self Discovery Prompt #8 – Do Books Speak?”

Self Discovery Prompt: I can’t stand it when…

 

 

This weeks prompt: “I can’t stand it when other people…” Examine those character flaws. Do you also possess them? Be honest.

I can’t stand it when other people use social media to have a go at someone or push their values as the ‘right’ ones, like eating choices, religion or politics.
Online places like Facebook and Twitter are great for having a bit of fun and keeping in touch with distant friends and family. However, often they are used as a sounding board for cyber bullies and trolls who hide behind the safety of their keyboard, say things to people they would never dream of saying to their face (and if they do then they are doubly horrid). Having been a victim of childhood bullying – my only fault being good at spelling and having to wear NHS spectacles – I’m particularly sensitive when I see or hear this kind of activity. I remember having to be driven home by my teacher, which yes, of course made it all the worse, and then I think my big brother stepped in but all the same, it knocks your confidence and it’s something you never forget.
Trouble is those who operate on the world stage (and I’m talking not just about across the pond, think it happens in our backyard too) are partaking in this very public humiliation of individuals just because they think they have a right to. We all have a right to our own opinion but sometimes keeping it to ourselves is best, particularly when there is no wrong or right answer. I guess this shows my personality more than anything. I would rather watch from the sides rather than get involved in a full blown debate, apart from with close friends and family who would verify that I can be very opinionated about some things! And yes, I’m probably guilty of having done  that in the comfort of their company. 😜

Self Discovery: Value and Love

The prompt this week is: Describe a time you felt especially valued and loved.

This is a no brainer. I feel especially valued and loved every single day. For me it’s my normal and I know how lucky I am compared to others. I share my life with my soul mate, Simon. 💋 That’s not to say that we don’t have our differences and can irritate each other at times, we’re only human after all (as the Rag and Bone Man sings) What more can I say?💞

Self Discovery: My Strength

Week 3: What is your greatest strength? Describe a time this strength served you well.

Not sure I have a greatest strength, but then of course I must have. We all have at least one don’t we? (My weaknesses come next week but obviously self belief is one!).

I think before the events of last year, I might have answered this differently. Can’t be sure of course, but 2016 (and early 2017) tested me in all kinds of ways. The loss of two very close family members and the earthquakes that shook, and still shake, my world made me look at thing very differently.

If I were to choose something, I’d say I don’t take myself too seriously. I can laugh at myself and I certainly don’t go with the crowd. As I get older, it seems even more important that I have my own identity. I don’t follow fashion or food fads, I don’t yearn to be like the Jones’s next door (which would be very difficult because we don’t have any neighbours!). I don’t care how many friends I have on social media, in fact I can count on one hand how many friends I know would be there for me in need – and have been. I don’t take notice of book or film reviews, I prefer to make up my own mind, and I don’t believe in tactical voting. In summary, I guess what I’m saying is that my strength is my independence and that serves me well when it needs to. It isn’t a one off strength, but one I continually pull on and have done since I was a young girl, as a young, single mum, as a wife and daughter and as a friend. I’m not sure many people see this strength, and would probably be surprised if they saw it in action.

I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass.

— Maya Angelou