Category Archives: Creative writing

She felt unmoored, unsteady and she wanted so desperately be to fixed, permanent. There was a time in her life when Nelly knew resolutely what she wanted her life to be like, to feel like; what meaning she could derive from the mere act of breathing, from standing under the sun. There was a timeContinue reading “Unmoored”

She felt jaded in a way she never thought she’d feel. The thing was, even though Nelly had heard it countless times before, she still thought adulthood was this big, thrilling adventure. But she was wrong. It was filled with uncertainty, and heartache, and all manner of things she just couldn’t fix, no matter howContinue reading “Void”

Nora was nervous; she couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this way- butterflies swirling around in her stomach, knees barely able to hold her up standing. She felt like she had so much riding on this- she was already so invested and they’d only been talking for around two weeks. It was probablyContinue reading “Kiss”

Nelly had read somewhere that if you practiced being mindful for at least 10 minutes a day, then your mental health could improve by great amounts. By being able to create a space of safety, where negativity wasn’t permitted, it makes our minds more able to handle stress and overwhelming situations. The mindfulness ritual, ifContinue reading “Mindfulness”

Her life had become a mess all of a sudden, and if there was one thing Nora hated more than anything in the world, it was mess. She didn’t cope well in chaos- she felt unbalanced.  Her days felt too long, and she couldn’t sleep without waking up with something on her mind, or perhapsContinue reading “Somewhere”

The thing about life is that people get lost- they lose themselves in people who don’t care; lose their purpose by buying into meaningless things. But the worst thing they lose are their lives, and once those are gone, they can never be brought back.  But this isn’t a story about loss, or maybe itContinue reading “Lost”

It wasn’t love; it was obsession…  Chapter I The smell of coffee wakes me up for yet another torturous day in the life of a loner. I order my usual and wait at the side of the counter taking in the riff raff the bad weather has dragged in. Old Mike in his usual seat by the window,Continue reading “Coveted”

‘The Beast.’ The mirror in my hand flashes, the image presented to me so gut-wrenching that I feel it like a physical blow to my chest. I rush about the room, picking up various items- clock, satchel, knife. ‘Don’t forget about me’, I hear, just as I’m about to step out of the house. IContinue reading “Tale as old as time”

She was going to miss it. The people, the sea, the sky. All of it. She sat on the beach, the mist from the sea soothing her skin, and watched as the sun descended. She’d never realised how quickly the sun disappears once it meets the horizon. One minute it’s there, casting the sky inContinue reading “Goodbye Australia”