An Unexpected Interruption – 22.05.2022

Shards of glass at my feet cut through my feed and create feuds of the heart and mind.

I remember the last time I smiled. At the time of composure, I cry. Maybe in another life, things wouldn’t be so tough? Perhaps friendships would mean what they do on the tin?

I get it; I do. To flow nicely in this world, my mind needs to be shut down. Only I respect my thoughts more than my sanity.

From the moment I understood my plight until this arduous second – I understand I walk alone to a destination unknown.

Until June 2022

Wow! What a year it has been, the good, the bad, the dangerous? Cast aside to my think bin.

I set a few goals, a bit of this, and some of that; nothing has made me happier than writing. Though, after another 12 months of trying to play catch-up and not having the time to complete all I know I can. After 12 months of consideration, I have decided to take a break from blogging – it won’t be forever, just until June 2022.

I want to thank every one of you for supporting and inspiring my life. 2021 has been quite the challenge, and I officially recognise, I need to take a step back from this and focus intensely on my main goal. Of course, I will continue to read other blogs and show my love and support for my fellow Creative Writers – But for now, Crow and I shall fly through the skies in the hopes to return to you in two thousand and twenty-two.

With love,

Dame Unique

Suffering – 18.12.2021

I am lying in bed, allowing my thoughts to fuel my anxiety.

I’m feeling a great deal of stress today, so forgive my absence. I think my phone will be turned off most of the time.

No one understands the pressure and expectations. No one appreciates that I’m one woman – I need a hug, not a demand.

The majority of my time is spent doing things for others. Many vultures circle my life, waiting to pick at my essence when I’m not 100%

E.g. I volunteer between work/research – I wasn’t available yesterday, as I was working. The organiser sent a rude email about ‘why?’ I replied articulately, and she apologised. **Why is there a sense of entitlement around the gifts I bring to those around my circles

Sometimes I need space from everyone.

Sometimes I need a break from my thoughts.

Sometimes I need a Tuesday to be alone.

📵

❤️

I love you all. I need some time…

Welcome December 2021

Hello December!

What a time it has been so far; I’ve been restless with my thoughts and lacklustre with my writing—November of a month of planning and preparing but failing to execute everything.

I’ve listened to an array of audiobooks but did not complete the chain by reading paperbacks. Often I feel guilty about that, for I have a vast collection of creative pieces written by amazing people. Yet, I pass them by each day and note the new layer of dust each week.

At the end of November, I accepted that I had not written due to a mental blockage. Instead, I’m riddled with self-doubt and overcome with stress and fear of failing. It appears I have been struggling for months, and I need to break free to thrive and flourish.

Today is the day I will restart the chain!

Goal: Write 100 words per day.

Unique

Untitled – 15.11.2021

I told her, I warned her, I pleaded, ‘do not go!’

I blocked out the sun so that only night would show.

I set the streets on fire and smoked out her journey.

Unique went anyway. She had left early.

Returning with a smile, she beckoned my time to listen.

Listen!

‘I will not allow another period to pass, for purity to consume my vision and you to walk freely.

I promise you, from your mind, I’ll ensure you bleed deeply.’

– Crow

Crow: Breadcrumbs – 13.11.2021

It is when an old flame drops crumbs like I’ve told him my name is Gretel.

Crow has stored each one.

It’s like I trusted you again and this time from a better place.

Crow placed them in preparation, though rotting, he held on to them.

Today I mourn the loss of something that I thought was good. Rest in Peace, my friend.

The future

I swear on my life, everything is true. I saw Crow stuffing two people with breadcrumbs

He chanted, ‘Queen Unique is number one.

He chanted, ‘he’s nothing, my Queen, you’re the one. Everybody else is two to three. You’re the one!’

Two bodies lay at the base of a large rock

Stuffed with breadcrumbs

Stuffed with stale breadcrumbs

They were stuffed with disgusting stale breadcrumbs that were left for Queen Unique to consume.

Crow tilted his head to the left and whispered, ‘Did you forget that my Queen is a Baker?’

 …

The ovens were hot and large enough for two.

Inside they baked and bubbled and hissed.

Outside Queen Unique dismissed – the regret that tried to bring her back to the rules of that life.

Even after the ping, the flames continued to bring joy.

‘Fuck that liar, fuck his purpose and fuck his crumbs. I’m done.’ – Queen Unique