Oh no! She's back again. Although she didn't slam the door, so I guess that its been a good day. She's been in and out a lot recently. Everytime she leaves, I try to figure another way out of this hell hole she has me in. I had been walking home from work, along the… Continue reading Blogmas day 7: Meet Jasmine
I watch him, Cal, as he freezes in place. He has dropped the envelope, his inspection of it thorough and unsatisfactory, and is now clutching the picture like a lifeline. He's eyes dart around the room, unaware of what he is searching for but feeling paranoid that I am still there. I guess, in a… Continue reading Blogmas day 5/6
I've found him, the one I'll add to my collection. Caleb Lux, or Cal as his friends call him, is screen number 5. Although I've only been watching the 6" 7 brooding beauty for less than 24 hours, I know he will be the perfect fit for our little family. Its strangely intimate, watching someone… Continue reading Blogmas Day 4: Happy Hunting
As I start to watch them; I feel like a hunter, a predator stalking his prey. A tiger lying in wait in the grass, the pads of his feet allowing him to get close to his prey without making a sound. Laying, waiting and watching his preys every move, analysing them for any weaknesses before… Continue reading Blogmas Day 3: Holiday hunt
The words jumped from the screen, glaring at me until they were scorched into my brain and the words appeared on my eyelids every time they closed. My stomach turned, the butterflies seemingly fighting with each other and battling to escape. I told myself to calm down, that it was just one of the twelve… Continue reading Blogmas Day 2: Festivities begin
For as long as I can remember, I have always enjoyed people watching. Despite finding social environments awkward and small talk abominable, I find humans absolutely fascinating. How people are entirely different despite their bodies functioning in exactly the same way – more or less. An early bird, I spend every morning in the café… Continue reading Blogmas Day 1: Christmas Kindness?
My husband of five years eased our yacht out to sea. ‘Where are we going?’ I asked. ‘You’ll see when we arrive.’ The boat rode well for three days on soft winds and gentle seas. On the fourth day a large storm brought huge waves. He sent me forward along the bucking deck to secure… Continue reading A plan gone awry