Although I guess for me, there is.

Now that the confirmations are up and people know I have left the lj idol race, I just wanted to say thank you to every single person who has read, commented on and voted on my entries over the last fourteen weeks.

I have adored this competition and being talked into it by my favourite super sekrit ninja was the ( Read more... )

This week my lovely partner intrepia and I wrote about lives that might have been, and what actually comes to pass. It has been a pleasure working with her and I hope you enjoy both our entries ( Read more... )

We all take risks that change our lives and open up horizons we never thought we’d dare to fly in. But I was never much of a risk taker; I preferred to stay safe, hiding in the shadows, never calling attention to myself. Growing up, my life revolved around books, books and more books, unlike people, they never judged. I read to myself, I read ( Read more... )

( Living Life without Apathy )

That summer was the hottest in Glasgow for over twenty years. I remember everyone talking about it, making fun of the people who disappeared abroad and were experiencing lower temperatures than those to be found at home ( Read more... )

I made it to week 10, yay. This was my personal goal, so thanks to everyone who has voted for me so far.

Long Live LJOver the course of the last few months in LJ Idol, I have talked a lot about me, my family, my husband and in particular my child. I find so much pleasure in my family that I sometimes find it hard to remind myself that there ( Read more... )

I started reading at a pretty early age. My mum fully encouraged it, mainly because it kept me occupied in the long hours I spent at my grandmothers waiting for her or my dad’s shift to finish. It also kept me entertained on bus rides, stopped me getting underfoot in the kitchen whilst she cooked dinner and allowed her to feel better that I wasn’ ( Read more... )

Unwrapping the best present of all. I have always adored Christmas. I loved it as a child, the presents, the smiling family, the wonderful dinner, and most importantly the traditions. Attending midnight mass, pancakes for breakfast on Christmas morning, the family cinema trip on boxing day ( Read more... )

My first ever fiction entry, and the first one that none of my friends are online to read meep ( Read more... )

My mother has always handled bad news with a joke or a smile. It is her coping mechanism, her way of saying ‘see, you can’t hurt me, it all rolls of my back like a duck in water ( Read more... )