Well it’s that time of the year again when the stores become a buzzing hive of activity. Frantic shoppers fill the corridors and stores, in a frenzied rush to get the perfect christmas gift for every member of their family. Thank God for online shopping!
“Failure doesn’t bother me, fear and regret do”
Win cash prizes and publication in this micro fiction writing competition.
Let’s work together to keep one another on the path that leads to a happy ending!
Krysta rubbed her forehead with the tips of her fingers. Running them down to the bridge of her nose, she applied pressure to the well-defined cartilage. Her meagre efforts to ease the throbbing headache that threatened to reduce her to a sobbing mess, were futile.
Success cannot simply be defined in terms of wealth, achievement or fame.
Almondie tells of her experience of being a working mum and how her perceptions and goals changed after her health took a turn for the worst.
Win cash prizes and publication with our very first micro fiction writing competition
Someone once told her that if dreams and wishes were dollars and cents, she’d be a very wealthy woman by now. Their words were intended as a reprimand, but she embraced the sentiment…
If your a mum you know all about the word ‘busy’. ‘Busy’ has become your new normal, your go-to description of your life and answer to the universal question ‘How are you?” There’s forever a million things to do and not enough time to do it in. This can sometimes be overwhelming.
I’m looking for 10 single mumtrepreneurs to include in an article all about amazing single mums who are working hard to make a future for their families.
Through the stories that I’ve been privileged to write in the last several months, I’ve met some amazing women, women who are pushing past the obstacles and setbacks that life inevitably throws their way and chasing those elusive dreams that so many people talk about, but so little achieve. These women have inspired me and I hope inspired you also.
This is probably going to be the most open and honest post I’ve ever written (so far) and probably the darkest. It covers a decade of my life that I practically pushed under the rug in order to move past. A lot of the details are foggy but the feelings and emotions and life lessons are all too vivid.
Right now I’m sitting in the passenger seat of my own car, riding shotgun as my 16 year old twins take turns driving from Cairns to Townsville. It felt like only a moment ago that I was forever driving my kids around and only knew the view from the driver’s seat, now 80% of…