Category: Writing
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Two thousand and twenty-five
I wonder what will unfold in two thousand and twenty-five. Will all the dreams inside of me finally come alive? I refuse to fold, stumble and struggle to survive. I can plan as much as I want to, but God has the final say. No matter how many new year’s resolutions I make for one…
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Hey Mama
It’s that time of year again, the time you loved so much.And as every year passes by, I become a little bit stronger, a little bit wiser.But I still miss you. The feeling is not every day, I must admit. Yet, when it comes, it comes differently everytime.One day, it comes like a wave and…
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The therapy of progress
We are moving, again. This time, to a more permanent situation; something that will be ours. Our moving date is 16 December 2024, so five days to go, eish! In order to move, we need to prepare the temporary space to live in while we plan to build the actual house that we will permanently…
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Discernment and investment offers
When you start your writing journey, you most probably won’t have anyone offering help, because to them it is a far-fetched dream. You might struggle on your own, with low motivation because sometimes, even to you, it might start to feel like a far-fetched dream. Then one day, things begin to look better. You publish…
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The many reasons I love you
If I had to write a book about why I love you, It won’t be one book, it will be quite a few, When I think about all the things we went through, We stick like glue, cause our love is true. Wait a minute, die gedig klink te boring en cheesy… Ek is engels,…
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Hoekom is ek so?
Ek dink ek is ‘n introverted extrovert, Of is dit ‘n extroverted introvert? So confusing soos daai klink, is hoe confused ek is Wanneer ek daaraan dink. When I was a little child, I liked playing alone, I built puzzles, before I discovered a phone. Ek het verkies om net een vriendin op ‘n tyd…
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Dis winter daar buite
Dis winter da buite, koud, en som dae benoud, Die bergies soek manet ‘n paar stukkies hout, Om hulle warm te hou, want die nat matras is so koud, Ek dink, dalk was hulle stout, of dalk was dit manet ‘n fout, ‘n Fout in besluite, of vetroue, en op die wond van die fout,…
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Alles in vlamme
Ek sit nog die een dag en edit ‘n boek, My neighbour bel, sy sien net roek, Roek en vlamme, “Megan jou huis!” Net daar begin ons hardklop te rys. Ons spoed om vining daar uit te kom, Swart wolke, vlamme, mense rondom. Die neighbours probeer om water te gooi, Ek staan en sien hoe…
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Making time for your writing
To be a writer to some seems very monotonous and to others it seems like a dream. To me it has always been the latter. However, it is really not an easy thing to BE. Yes, when the writing comes naturally then it is not a complicated task to write a complete novel of 200…
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Is writing driving you insane?
“I just wanted to know: is it normal to feel like you’re going insane when you’re trying to write a book? It’s a genuine-genuine question. I really need to know if it’s part of the journey as a writer, or if I belong in an asylum.