Last night, we went to something wonderful. My boyfriend took me to this Doctor Who show, at a theatre in London. I wasn’t sure what to expect. And being led into a dark basement didn’t help my nerves. But my boyfriend held my hand, and I’m glad we went inside. We were led into this… Continue reading Home for Creativity
Author: Sarah
A visually impaired science fiction and fantasy writer who loves music, mythology, and plays the clarinet. Had one short story and eleven flashes published both in print and online. A work in progress, improving my mental health one story at a time.
The Christmas Steam Train Ride
Last night, we did something new for Christmas. We went on a steam train ride. It was my mums birthday, and my dad surprised her with this treat, after twenty five years of not taking her out for her birthday. It was me, her, my dad and my boyfriend. And it was lovely. The station… Continue reading The Christmas Steam Train Ride
Christmas Concert
We didn’t get to do a Christmas concert last year. So tonight felt even more special. I missed it. I’ve played the clarinet in wind bands for fifteen years. I’ve always done a Christmas concert. So last year felt strange without one. We couldn’t do one, still locked down. Ww recorded something, but it wssnt… Continue reading Christmas Concert
Loving Dancing
I love dancing. I always have, and I always will. My grandma always said it came from her. She loved dancing, and always did. It was how she met her husband, my grandfather, at a local dance. Now she’s gone, when I dance with my other half, I think of her, imagine her doing the… Continue reading Loving Dancing
Crying at The Tigger Movie
As a child, I was obsessed with Winnie the Pooh. I loved Piglet the best. He was my favorite. He was small, and quiet. He stammered sometimes. He was afraid of the world, and pretty much everything in it. All of the things I was back then. I saw him as a friend, someone who… Continue reading Crying at The Tigger Movie
A Better Year
For the past four years, I have struggled with the festive season. I first got diagnosed with the visual impairment in 2017, just before Christmas. It was a horrible time, one of the worst periods of depression I’ve ever experienced, made worse by the cheerful season. The years after were a little better, but still… Continue reading A Better Year
New Ways of Reading
I love reading, and I always will. Growing up, I would read hundreds of books, always eager for more. Mainly fantasy, or science fiction. Occasionally a horror or two, when I was a little older. I would read for whole days, devouring tomes heavier than I could carry. I stopped reading books, when the visual… Continue reading New Ways of Reading
Getting Better at Writing Dialogue
I have always struggled with dialogue. It’s a skill I was never very good at. I struggled with saying my own words, with the stutter and lack of confidence, never mind someone else’s. Recently, I have had to do a lot more talking. I got this new job, with a lot more meetings than my… Continue reading Getting Better at Writing Dialogue
Hating Fireworks
I don’t like fireworks. I never have. And I never will. I know I’m supposed to. But I just can’t. I know that when I admit this, people moan. Say I’m being a spoilsport, that I should just get over it, or that it’s not a big deal. But they are a big deal for… Continue reading Hating Fireworks
A Drop of Kindness
Its amazing how much difference a drop of kindness makes. Yesterday, I had to go to Moorfields again. I was dreading it, but I decided to go, hoping they might be helpful and offer me some new magnifiers. I’ve learned not to expect too much from them. Not to set my hopes too high. I… Continue reading A Drop of Kindness