Most of us newbies have a regular job and squeeze in writing when we can. The experts are always telling us that, to get into the habit of writing, we need to write every day. I can attest to the “becoming a habit” part of this – through a tale of the EEEP family Christmas gift tags.
In the early hours of a late-December evening, I was busily gift-wrapping some foolishly-purchased, headache-inducing, battery-chewing Christmas gifts for my kids. The children were all sound asleep. Mr EEEP was parked in front of the television “watching his eyelids”, and I was absorbed … Read more
If you’ve completely forgotten who I am, I forgive you. After all, it has been a very long 231 days since I posted. As can happen to the best of us, work and life got in the way and I kept pushing this blog to the bottom of my to-do list (you’ve gotta give me some credit though, at least I kept it on there!).
Whilst I may not have been very active around Newbie Writers, I have been kept extremely busy! 2012 was EEEP’s best and busiest year to date, and I’d like to send out a big T … Read more
Well, you get the idea. I’m almost too ashamed to admit my problem, but as the ‘ever-so-wise’ Dr Phil says, “You can’t change what you don’t acknowledge.”
I dream in text speak.
There, I said it. That’s right, a few nights ago I awoke from a dream to the awful realisation that I had been conversing throughout my dream in LOLs, LMAOs, BRBs and L8Rs. And not the actual words “laugh out loud”, “laugh my arse off”, etc., I dream-laughed by speaking the words “Loll” and “l’mouw” (or “l’mayo”) with a smile on my face.… Read more
This week I’d love to give a shout out to my mum. For my birthday last week she made me this fabulous eeep cake, although she was a little upset that the glasses ended up looking a tad Dame Edna-ish.
My kids didn’t mind; they gobbled up most of the blue fondant icing and ignored the cake inside.
Thanks Mum! (Even if my kids did have blue pee for a few days.)
Emma is a freelance editor and writer who got her start at Newbie Writers two years ago. In her previous career she was an accountant, but escaped … Read more
Last night I witnessed one of the most amazing acts of brotherly love I have ever seen. I’ve been obsessing over it, trying to find just the right words to describe what I witnessed but they’re still not quite right.
Until I can arrange my written words to convey the tenderness I saw, I’m writing this blog post as a permanent reminder so I can keep revisiting the scene to one day do it justice.
Miss 2 and Master 4 share a bedroom but they have different bedtimes. I’m happy to say that my kids are generally quite good about … Read more