Words and Pictures - Cosy

Cosy - to me this word brings many images, a lovely cup of tea, hugs on a cold night, curling up with a book in my favourite chair, sleeping in on Sunday morning. I have thought all day about what makes me feel really cosy in life and I realised it was not to be warm or nurtured, it was in fact to feel at home.. deep within my soul.

It has taken me many years to find the key to my home and after much searching I found it were closer than I thought, there in the bottom of my handbag.. was my pen.


On my Grade three report card, my teacher told me I was a prolific writer and from that moment I have written almost everyday since. Hundreds of pages, more words than I can image created with ink, staining my soul. They may not amount to an acclaimed novel just yet, but they are all mine. Filled with emotion, drawn from deep within, a place I can only find in those quiet moments. My world is warm, inviting and cosy.. when I have a pen in my hand and my journal in front of me, a fire rages in my soul. There is nothing between my heart and my words except my ink stained hands.

Thank you to all those writers who inspire me daily.. Jane Austen, Beatrix Potter, Emily Bronte, Virgina Woolf, Sonya Hartnett, Sophie Gee and my very favourite fictional writer Josephine March, for all your beautiful words...

Thank you also to Pip from Meet me at Mikes who has created this inspiring writing exercise each week. It is a beautiful time to remember all the things you love.

Much love and ink stains..
xxx