I love telling, and writing stories. As a student of English Literature and Creative Writing that can only be a good thing right? Well, When you live with two young girls that are only just learning to read (and most of my content is age inappropriate) a 15 year old boy who “has enough reading of his own to do for school”. And a partner who just isn’t into reading. What do I do with all the pieces building up in my completed works folder? I share them here is the solution, so that’s the Stories part covered.

Wheel life? I’m sure you have figured out that it’s a play on Real Life. and if you hadn’t then……….. Wheels are my mobility, they don’t define me, in my head I don’t feel disabled. After 4 years I still wake up each morning and try to get out of bed, it’s a good job my wheels are there when realising that walking isn’t an option. So, yes the ‘wheel’ in Wheel Life Story refers to that fact that my legs are just ornamental and I use wheels to get about instead.

Real Life. Most things I write even fictional stories are more often than not based on, or have elements of my own experiences and the general chaos that is my life. Here everything will be real life, non fiction and from the heart. Opening my world of abuse, mental breakdown, survival, being a mother, being a partner, life changing events and just plain old daily life. But in my life, nothing is ever without a little drama! Lord knows I could open a lemonade factory with the amount of lemons life has thrown at me! I have become good at catching, slicing and throwing them into a G&T. If nothing else, a G&T is the perfect writing drink. Cheers!

Lord knows I could open a lemonade factory with the amount of lemons life has thrown me….

“Everthing Returns to Love”

By the age of thirty six I was a mum of five wonderful children ranging in age from 16 to newborn. Living in a beautiful version of hell. Mentally destroyed. Physically beaten and more than ready to give up. There is a saying in our family, coined by the wisest woman I know (my mother), “everything returns to love”. It has become a sort of mantra, and, clinging to that, I went home, to the unconditional love of my incredible parents. We embarked on my second divorce and began to rebuild my life, for the second time. In the six years since then life has been less a walk through the depths of hell and more like a walk/wheel through Jurassic Park, still a crazy adventure but survivable with the right team and tool kit.

“Laugh at me, laugh with me!”

If life has thrown you as many lemons as it has me and you want to know you are not alone, if you just want to know that life could be worse and, compared to me you are actually doing okay or, if you just like to laugh at the chaos of a forty something chaotic hot mess for entertainment, you are in the right place!