Wednesday, 4 September 2019

We moved!

Yesterday we saw chaos in the house.  We moved Mum.

Very long story and I’m not sure I can do it justice on a blog post but some of you who follow this journey know, mum moved in 2.5 years ago after a heart attack and a week in ICU. 
“I’m just going to stay with my daughter for a few days,” she explained to her new friends on the ward and I was in complete agreement.  A few days turned into a few weeks as she was diagnosed with mixed dementia and I decided to put my life on hold, cut right back on work (much of my work is abroad) and give mum the very best life I could in the little time we had left.  Assuming her heart wouldn’t last long as it was so damaged after the heart attack.

Things changed rapidly as Mum took mine (and my children’s) efforts for granted and began asking more and more and contributing less which is a pattern she established with Dad when he was alive.  She doesn’t know she is doing it I’m sure and it is important to all of us that we found a workable solution.  

Me needing to get back to work, mum needing more care than we can give her, my house needing a new roof and other refurbishments (and us being cramped a little) we have (hopefully) the perfect solution now.  Yesterday we moved Mum next door.  I’m sleeping there for the time being which will allow her to settle, we are able to begin the extensive building work on my house, Mum has space to invite her friends round and put her ‘tut’ that she loves on every available surface. Everyone will be happier.

Of course there will be much to do for quite some time and I was hoping the work might be done around Christmas time but that is now wishful thinking.
Meanwhile I’ve planned the next trip (21 days and counting) until my next all inclusive resort review and we are going to montengegro this time! Very exciting.

Sometimes, no matter how you think you can’t find a workable solution, something does come together and it feels miraculous how everything has taken a liner trail into the place we are at now.  This journey will progress little by little and of course I will be updating the blog here and on YouTube

Last week she turned 80. This lady is a cat with nine lives.  We need to keep her as comfortable and happy as we can in these twilight years while also taking care of ourselves. 

Happy, thankful. 


Sunday, 25 August 2019

Bank Holiday in Kent

Blessings of summer give feelings of gratitude as Harley and I sit in the sun with my edits. A beautiful day with the pond fountain, audible droplets falling, comfy cushions and a laptop ready for edits as we head for the last push on the dissertation appendices. 
Life has not felt so incredible in so long and I’m soaking every second like a sponge. 

Taking moments out over the bank holiday weekend to enjoy countryside walks and fantastic company, my smile broadens ever wider with gratitude. 

Taking in the beauty of Kent was more than welcome as the stunning weather gave a feel of content coupled with an unusual feeling of incredible worth. 

My creative process helped massively by the positivity of loving living my absolute best life. 


Wednesday, 21 August 2019

Wanderlust is back! The Sinai Desert

We have active wanderlust and I couldn’t be more excited for the upcoming trips. Since my last account was hacked, I’m going to be reposting some of my favourite photos from my best trips on my instagram page. 💕

The Sinai desert was full of wonder as underfoot the moon like appearance gave us an unfamiliar feeling. As the sun set and the stars graced us with their genuine mind blowing show, we gazed open mouthed at a sight never before acknowledged in such a way. 💫 This place felt magical and mystery filled the air as much as the coldness did during the transition from day to night. 🌓 We made bread and danced around the fire while drinking sweet hibiscus tea from an aluminium kettle 🌺 Memories like these are timeless.

Wednesday, 7 August 2019

Chase that dream! They do come true!

Every week, on Mondays, on my Youtube channel I talk about the law of attraction and chasing the dream. People love this little bit of confirmation and approval to go ahead and dream big!

Today, I was up and out early to write more of my dissertation.  I am completely loving my uni life in my post grad days and being the full time writer is the dream come true.  Although it has been a long time in the making.  As I grabbed my car keys and ruck sack containing all that was needed for a day of writing,  I opened the door and felt the warm summer air hit my face, breathing in the scent of the flowers which are blooming on my palm tree. Feeling very thankful for this beautiful day and realising how lucky I am to be going to work in blue denim shorts and converse, comfy and 'me'.  

Wearing what I like to work

A beautiful morning stroll before I sit to write

The office this morning. 

The laptop lifestyle

Very blessed to be able to head to the local coffee shop to get my head down and write, my feet took me on a mini journey to view the yachts and the clouds on this incredible day before editing a Youtube video, writing a blog post and cracking on with writing my dissertation about life.  The past I will write today sees me describing a time of homelessness and poverty during pregnancy following IVF.  Yes, that was me.  My life is unrecognisable and of course it has been a long time in the making, taking a lot of grafting but here I am now completely living the dream.  

If I can; you can.

Sunday, 4 August 2019

Chivalry is not dead!

My fiction writing sees a female protagonist who is strong, independent and doesn't suffer fools gladly.

Yet, she is a girl who embraces her femininity much to mens confusion.  And she believes in chivalry.

This is often the description I use to highlight the 'feel' of my stories.  Often, of course, such a protagonist filters through into my life writing. Does she sound like anyone you might think is familiar?  Possibly someone who frequents this page perhaps.

Early this morning I woke with sleepy eyes, yet feeling wide awake and unable to return to my dream state, so I decided to get up and start the day.  Walking Harley, my thoughts turned to this blog and the infrequency of my writing.  I sense the blog is a great place to begin before I start on my work in progress.

So here I am.

It was too early for Starbucks on this Sunday and so I decided to take myself on a walk around the marina.  Yes, there was the perfect parking space thanks to the Law of Attraction and I went to walk through the light green door up the staircase to the marina.  A man was quickly coming out from the stairs after his gym session and flew through the door, dropping it behind him.
"Oh..." he said quietly as he turned on his heels.  He actually went back on his steps to hold the door open for me! I was more than impressed.  It wasn't like I was dressed much like a lady particularly, gym shoes, leggings and a pink lee cooper t shirt, but this gentleman really showed me for sure that Chivalry isn't dead!

Do you love chivalrous men?
Are you a gent yourself?

Reach out, let me know.


Wednesday, 31 July 2019

"Lou, what do you do?"

I totally understand it's a complex subject as to what exactly I do for work. I'm asked this over and over so I will try and explain why I simply answer with, "Well, it's a long answer but basically I'm a writer." 

I write creative non-fiction mostly

I'm also a travel writer, reviewing all inclusive resorts for 'free from' foods.

But I'm also a scientist; a registered nutritionist with a specialism for chronic disease. 
Since I could pick up a pencil, I loved to write.

As a child, letters to thankful Grandparents were written in abundance and compliments of my early writing were welcomed but ignored. Never had I realised the opportunity of pursuing ones dream of being a creative writer might be something life could offer in the form of a “JOB”, so I followed other pathways.
Science saw my love of helping others understand about chronic disease and lifestyle in the form of writing the ‘science’ stuff creatively and in laymens terms (This is something I still occasionally do) yet my postgrad saw encouragement from the incredible academics into writing more narrative non fiction in the form of life writing, writing for trauma and encouraging others to embrace their own stories through memoir.
Being told I have a talent for creative writing was mind blowing and a total dream come true and this has springboarded me into the happiest year of my life. My current work in progress is a narrative about the IVF journey and coeliac disease which of course includes the story of the struggle as a single parent. A happy ending must always follow my writing as we demonstrate strength, independence and self love for my female protagonist (either fiction or non fiction) as she is a lady who believes in chivalry and allows herself vulnerability without apology while remaining upright with valour.

My fiction created a rumble although it was never my intention to write - and I loved it!

Of course I still love science and nutrition. Who couldn’t? It’s more than interesting and I now know exactly what is going on in my body with my chronic illness and why I have it. So now, I’m trying (not easy) to take things a little less frantically in life and pursuing my dream of full time writing. This way, on bad days I can rest and good days I can churn out more words. I love writing Non-fiction in the form of my nutrition blog and reports but I also love romance novels! So....follow my writer journey into my next masters degree in Creative Writing :) My published books so far can be found here:

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Thursday, 23 May 2019

I have changed.

It’s been a long time since I have shared here with you on this blog in this manner.  Tempted to write something about not really knowing why it has taken me so long to type on this blog again (but that would be a lie) let’s just settle in to have a really good heart to heart chat now and see how this progresses for both you and me.

So much has changed; I have changed.  Many curveballs have thrown their way into my life to give me pause for thought. 
Here I sit high in the clouds on a plane to Turkey and I sense now is the perfect time to open up and allow lots to flood out onto this page.  

If you are an original (OG) follower of this blog, you will have seen so many changes over the past ten years since it has been live. Initially brought about through being in total disbelief of the learning around the law of attraction, I thought, “Why doesn’t everyone know this stuff?” And to my surprise I began to learn that many people actually did know! 

There have been many uses for this blog but always coming back to the place of falling into ‘lifestyle’ which sounds lame and wide.  Yet for me, what I love to read about, talk about and share is around lifestyle.  

Within this post I will touch upon a few subjects that I will be bravely expanding on within the next few posts.

Gosh I had no idea how tired I had let myself get but now that I’m on the plane with my work up to date, I am super sleepy but so happy. Happier than I think I have ever known before in my life.  That’s the most incredible thing to say ever.
I shuffle in my seat, hoping to get more comfy on this EasyJet flight but without success.  So in my discomfort I begin to write in my mind and guess I’ll fire up the keyboard and get talking to you guys.

The lack of posts on this blog are due to my stumbling over my words, which is crazy for a writer.  It isn’t the words of course, it’s the subject material.  Sharing such topics sees me open and raw and you will see why as the blog posts unfold.

Let’s begin here, in a place of clarity which has frightened me beyond belief.  Last week I took to the stage with my fellow cohort of post graduate students as we dug deep into our reserves of valour and read our work to an audience of important guests.  Such things seldom make me nervous but emotions were evoked as I realised my potential as an author following the feedback I have gained from the tutors who carefully have us under their wing. During the day, one academic who I trust and respect massively suggested I begin to label my work as memoir.  I gulped visibly and felt myself become mute.  I’ll share the full story with you in a full and open blog post, as I will these other subjects.

There has been the issue of dealing with living with a mother with dementia and I can't even bring myself to talk about it anymore which carries with it huge guilt.  I have tried to bury those selfish feelings but recently I was filmed by a wonderful couple of talented filmmakers and they touched on the story from the point of view of the struggles a career faces rather than, ‘oh this person has dementia and that’s really sad.’ 

A brave move. 

Open to criticism and if I was to really be open and tell you how I feel you’ll likely think of me as a bitch.  Although if you are in that place too, you are likely to understand totally and smile as you realize someone is finally speaking out.  This is a huge topic and I have so much to say around this.

I’ve changed lately.  

After going through the issue of the anxiety as I finished my undergraduate science degree I feel so much happier and less apologetic for who I am. This seems to suit some, not others. But it is what it is and I have had a further health curveball thrown at me which I was going to keep to myself but it’s going to be a long term influence on my life and part of my ‘living’ is going to be involving you guys on my platform with my journey from here on.  So I need to tell you and once again, this will be expanded upon in future blog posts.  
Likely you know I’m dealing with a couple of chronic disease issues, autoimmune related (Crohn's and Ankylosing spondylitis) which need careful attention but are semi-well controlled, well now there is something else.

I had an abnormal smear.

My cervix was biopsied in colposcopy and it turns out I have cell changes they are not happy with.  This has given me a myriad of feelings and I’m currently processing everything while trying to take the best care of myself I ever have.  I decided to bring this into my blog posts and likely will make a YouTube video about it as it's not so uncommon and I think taking out the fear might be helpful in some way, to someone.  Simply sharing how I feel might give someone else some feeling that might be a positive reflection and so I decided to take my head out of the sand and I’m going to write about it.

Signing off this blog post half written, I hope you will all be with me on this rollercoaster journey that I have decided to embrace with white knuckles.  It’s not been an easy decision to start blogging again but I have missed it, I love it and I hope to help spread the love between us.  I promise to give better updates soon....but please know I am ok and things are ok, and we will be okay.

Nathan and I in Turkey

He took me on this jet ski! Living life!

Reach out if you feel you want to and maybe are feeling lonesome....

Love always

Louise xoxo 

Sunday, 12 May 2019

Posting travel Vlogs from Tui Blue Marmaris with 'Dementia mum and me'

Having just come back from the incredible Tui Blue Marmaris once again (more on that in another blog post soon!), I have just finished uploading the edited videos from the trip.

It was more than amazing to feature my son on this trip and he was super helpful in the health and fitness video too! However, these videos are all up and live now and I decided it is time to bite the bullet and edit the videos from last October when I took Mum there.

For me, I have made no secret of the fact this was a life-changing trip for me and painful in many ways and I had to bury this for some time while I came to terms with how I was feeling. Mum has dementia but is still high functioning yet kinda puts on me a lot. While I hadn't realized that until two ladies I made friends with on the trip pointed it out, I have struggled since to deal with day to day life with mum who often doesn't try and be helpful but yet my life was on hold.  Now, we have taken steps to cope (for us all) and while it's a work in progress, I do feel it's time to start editing and sharing these videos and I shall be posting over on the dementia blog soon too, highlighting the struggles carers face. It's not a bed of roses. 


Tuesday, 23 April 2019

Imposter syndrome

What is imposter syndrome?

How can we overcome it?

As a writer, who seems to finally be finding her feet in this world of being a creative, I am finding some days when it feels as though it's impossible to beleive in who you are and what you are doing.  Which is EXACTLY the reason this blog was born ten years ago!

And no, I can't beleive it was ten years ago either...

In this video, see what I mean about trying to get over it and let me know if this tip might have worked for you too!


Sunday, 21 April 2019

Do you believe in Angels?

Whenever I come into London, my diet is never where it should be.
The fast paced craziness that couples itself with the city of London sees me rushing out of the door on 4 hours sleep this morning in order to get myself to London and find somewhere (using my GPS map) called Friends house. 

Today is the day I meet Mike Dooley from

If you have been around as a reader here for a few years now you are likely to have heard me talking about the Notes from the Universe which is the genius brain child of Mike. Witty, thought provoking messages pop into my inbox each day to put a smile on my face and make me feel there is more to this life than miserable drudgery. I have frequently shared the website of Mike because I want others to think and feel the same.

If you have never watched Mike on Youtube or Instagram, I urge you to go and soak up his infectious energy. He’s amazing. And he’s in London, a stones throw away from where I sit drinking sugar laden hot chocolate and typing this long-awaited blog post. (I resisted the urge to start the post with “I’ve not posted in so long because of x, y, z”). 

Excited to meet Mike and a lady I’m not so familiar with called Lorna Burne, today I also open my mind to the possibility that we have angels around us to call upon as a guidance system.  I know many folks who are massive users of angels and to be honest, it’s not that I don’t believe (I do! I’ll tell you about my experience 24 hours after dad died) but it’s not something I have overly spent time looking into.  My mind and ears are open and I am so ready to soak up all that is on offer here.

So, it seems are many others; as I see people walking in the same direction as me with dream catcher earrings and purple crazy hair.  My hair is crazy today too and as I decided to wear my ‘lucky scarf’ I do hope that I belong among these people too.

When Dad died, I sat rocking in the corner of the sofa for a few hours. Yes, Literally.  I couldn’t even swallow a drink of water. How I was going to keep everything together for the rest of the family seemed like a miracle thought to me.  Later that night, I went to bed and ‘felt’ Dad around.  The lights  flickered like crazy in a fashion I have only ever seen on a movie screen previously.  I knew it was Dad.  As we turned them off and they came straight back on again. More than  bizarre.  Even though I have always believed; this was different, this was a brand new knowing.  So, do I believe in angels? I guess I already do.

Lunchtime now and I sit eating gluten free in one of my most favourite restaurants Pizza Express.  The black and whiteness that is me is also pizza express branding too.  Feels nice and just like ‘I’m Home’. 

The morning watching Mike Dooley was rather surreal. I love his energy more than ever and he speaks so much sense about living the life of your dreams and living life on purpose; something I feel I have been able to do of late as I have found a brand new affection for life when I began to realise how precious our time here on earth really is.  I’m more thankful than ever for being able to walk this planet and enjoy life. 

My eyelids remind me of the four hours of sleep I enjoyed last night as we are spending half of the day meditating. Now that’s something I hadn’t bargained for and I have to tell you my half sleeping state has actually witnessed me with more powerful meditations than ever. Some things are popping up which I had forgotten to remember. Just what I needed to pay attention to more closely. 

After being told we have a guardian angel with us every minute of every day for our entire lives, who loves us unconditionally, we are also reminded about life and how tings should be. I make no secret of the fact that my upbringing was a 'negative language' experience and this is something I frequently stumble over and need a constant reminder Now, I do feel I am living the dream consciously and I feel so, so, blessed. 
During one of the meditations in the morning session, we were asked to visualise what we want to be doing and where we want life to be. Again, you tube and blogging came up for me. Of course I will always produce books and I would love to produce more of them but I cannot ignore the strong gut feeling about keeping things alive with this blog and my Youtube channel is growing on a daily basis.

We also meditated over money, how to share it when we find a surplus  and who we want to help. I have a few ideas there.  Next came romantic love. Not love like family, friends and children (I have no struggle there - although I'm picky to only share it with those who I feel worthy)  but the romantic love is something I have struggled with for 6 years now.  An entire other blog post needs to be written around that and I’m not 100% sure I want to share where I’m at currently in opening up my heart again (or not)  but the meditation was interesting around it nevertheless.  Lorna reminded us that we should remain open to love and not allow past hurts to stop us from moving forward with new relationships. Tricky when you’ve Been through some dramas but I do hear her, and I do agree. 

After lunch, we are visiting the very interesting subject of how to live life on purpose and I’m excited for that! I’m also excited for the train ride home and the dance that’s happening tonight with my children and my friends....perhaps I am just excited for life just now, heck, I’m even excited to  clock up some more steps on my pedometer around London!


Monday, 4 March 2019

How to feel if things don't go to plan - Motivational Monday

My email is always open if you want to chat: - never feel alone.

This video sees me talking about things working out for the greater good.
Sometimes you can feel dissapointed when things don't go as planned, but then look back in the future and realise that it was definitely for a good reason - For the greater good.  You ever had those moments?

Remember when we were looking at buying a house in Wales? Things did not go as planned and I was so dissapointed.  Now I realise this was definitely a good thing! Yet you might not be able to see it at the time.

Have faith that things are working out exactly as they should.

much love, as always

Louise xoxo

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Wednesday, 27 February 2019

Blog posts from Faraday Wren (pen name)

Yesterday saw me register with my new University to begin the work on my MA for Creative Writing (non fiction).  Of course there will be fiction!  Of course! I'm excited to escape into the world of my characters and falling in love with each other and finding the twists and turns they might endure in their lives.   Bless them!

Why am I changing universities?

To be honest I very much expect if there had been an option to continue my studies at my current university I would have done but
1. this course wasn't offered there and
2. the people I have met at my new Uni seem totally up my street, heart led and just beautiful.
More than anything this is what I need in my life right now.  Gentleness and kindness.
Life feels different right now and very good! Which is crazy and odd as I honestly should be depressed and worried! The reason? I had a new shock diagnosis to go hand in hand with my crohns.  You see crohns is an inflammatory disease of the digestive tract and now it seems I'm also inflamed in my joints as there is this "Ankylosing Spondylitis" too.  So for me, learning to dictate my writing will be incredible and I'm very excited to step into the future that lies before me by living my total best life.
Wondering if I'm right about the knowledge I have about the gut and brain links, I know that since I have changed my diet to one of low starch, (only 7 days ago on the advice of the medics) I feel better in my brain.  Hard to explain but I definitely do.  Those pesky opportunistic bacteria (called Klebsiella in my case) are packing their little suitcases for migration and I guess that might have something to do with my gut health improving.  Whatever the reason and cause, I don't actually mind - so long as I am feeling good on it and motivated and looking better (4lbs down already!) then I'm not going to debate this whole thing.  I got this.

Sadly, it has taken such extreme measures for me to finally make the changes I need in my life to be the person I want to be but lets keep it positive and upbeat....I'm going to fulfil my dream of writing!

Off to start my Masters!

I know the learning curve at university is going to be huge! I'm very keen to do a Phd but I definitely need to master some writing skills this coming year before I take that leap too!

Life feels so good!

September Blog


You’re here!
This is the month I promise myself to ALWAYS step into my reality and show up for myself and my family every day.
Morning pages will be a part of my ritual.  Writing at least 750words every day.  Getting my muse it’s daily freedom to just flow.
Excited for my writing degree in three short weeks.
Pens a-ready.  Let’s finally do this life I’m designed for.

Morning pages begins with my pen

Short Fiction:

She Couldn't Forget

Her day was exhausting.

Something about it brought her memories back in a short heartbeat.  She couldn't forget.  Yet she had no idea of the triggers within her mind.  Something would periodically remind her of the time he made her feel so special.
Had she ever felt this special?  She wasn't sure.  Probably, but it was in such a different way.  Never like this.  Never.  Their feelings remained private to them.  At least that's the conclusion she drew.  No lines were crossed, no words were spoken.  Purely it was a feeling.  To use the description of electricity didn't feel right. It was more spiritual than electric.  Something connected them she felt.

Without the spoken words between them, the giggle or even a miniature semi-flirt, all she could use was that feeling.  Considering neither of them gave anything away to either, it would remain questionable.

After those weeks where she hadn't seen him, she sensed her feelings had settled and she was stronger.  She no longer pined after what might have been between them. So she thought....
Seeing him again just cemented what she suspected.  He felt it too.  His eyes were fixated on the back of her as she quickly turned back and caught his eyes looking at her.  He held her gaze just long enough.  She knew in that instant she was right. Her inner sense nodded with a 'yep, that was definitely a thing' and she could relax from here knowing that while there would be no ending to this love story, someone so amazing wanted her.

Telling her friend for the very first time, she began her text with , "If I've got this right, it will be the best thing I could have ever imagined."  Now she knew she was right.  Yet living without him had its nice parts. Knowing it will never be spoilt.  Never will there be arguments between them or the tangled morning hair. Everything could remain just perfect as it was.

Driving home from her exhausting day, with no prior warning, her mind decided to remember him.  She was transported back to those feelings once again with such certainty.  While the heating was adjusted in the car, her voice called out to her phone to instruct it to play the music she had saved on her phone to remind her of him. Of course it wouldn't be love she was feeling.  Something better perhaps.
Listening to the music transported her to a time and place which would go down in her history and definitely remain as a rocking chair moment.  He would be forever perfect in her eyes.  Just for tonight, she would allow herself the indulgence of wondering how he was getting on during this dark evening.  Was he working?  What was he wearing? Did he smell as wonderful as always? This rainy, cold night was so filled with a swollen heart for the love she never had but would be blessed with in her memory for eternity.

Dark Black Clouds lead to creative tales online

A fairly significant investment happened today and a very long story accompanied the reason for this purchase.
You see, after several super busy days (which were all also amazingly awesome to be honest) came a very deep and large crash. Working at the university is coming to an end in just a couple of short weeks time and I will be sad to leave the role I have enjoyed as a senior student ambassador. This also included some social media management for the accessibility ambassadors team which I LOVED. This is a digression of this story and unnecessary but I am painting the picture that I was so happy to be working so hard around the universities.
We shared hugs and handshakes as it is freshers week after all. Networking but in a way which was more like catching up with friends. I love this.
Starting university as a post graduate student was so exciting on Saturday and the people I met were more than amazing. Like minded, heart centered and creative. Just what the Dr ordered. However, this was also coupled with a lot of closer listening to new voices (I'm half deaf and it takes me a while to tune in to new surroundings, voices and people) which I'm told by the ENT professors is exhausting.
As well as this we walked at speed (and then walked some more) around the city. A beautiful, walled city with plenty to see to make you smile, yet on this day there was much to achieve and it was also raining. Several of us were curly hair girls and I didn't feel 'on ceremony' about the wet/frizzy hair situation. But I'm not a fan of walking in rain. Cold, yes, snow, yes. Anything but rain.
An enjoyable day was had but I'd not slept properly for 3 nights which is most unlike me. Lots of places hurt in my body. Sunday was a day in bed. Feeling quite grumpy, in lots of pain and rather exhausted. My mind was saying 'be dynamic!' and my body was saying, 'rest!'. The body WON.
Monday came and I undertook work of old which still helps pay the bills, I love and always enjoy catching up with my clients. They are ALL incredible. Then it was on to choir. And here stops the row of awesomeness.
My familiar black cloud started rolling in.....what?? Who was I kidding? I shook this off as best I could, knowing that all I had seen this summer were white fluffy clouds that breezed by without ruffling feathers...
Black clouds? No.
Nothing swept them away.

Crying is pointless but unstoppable.

All I could do was cry. And reach out to friends who would be helpful and keep me safe during this fleeting dark moment. I was confused. I thought this had all gone. Summer time was so kind to me. Summer saw brighter days in every respect.
The following morning was accompanied by a terrible headache and a need to eat rubbish. Which is something my body doesn't like as I have all those GUT issues. Ugh. I'm supposed to be starch free for the Ankylosing Spondylitis. But I took the day to wallow a bit and call on those who love me enough to care. A handful of incredible people who help me feel better - including my fluffy ball of loveliness.
Choices were made for me in the past already But now it was time to face up to them. I was needing to admit there are certain parts of life that I struggle with. And my work would need to get online and be successful online, knowing that many writer types deal with this is oddly reassuring. Which is likely why we are writers.
My business needs to be totally online. I know. Denying it would be daft.

Inspiration from the darkness

Onwards now. Time to be the very best I can be. The best creator, coach, helper to others who need to know the stories of life in order for them to be inspired enough to become the best them.

Colours a plenty, the fonts will be more than original in my own handwriting, enough to be my specific brand.
Blogs and tales of whatever fills my head that day, accompanied by pretty photos and moments created by the new range of Apple products I have in order to help me create despite my challenges, in spite of them. Guided? Yes, i believe I have been guided. All the tools are in place to step into the reality of being the creator and story teller I was keen to be as a child and yet only now chose to pursue.

Writing in this office is actually the beach 

These mornings in the office are the best.
Loving my best life.
Getting FANTASTIC feedback from my magazine submissions created here in this space.
Clarity is coming to me thick and fast. The romance flowing through the keyboard into stories for others to relate 💕
- moments of literal blue sky thinking helping me find lost words. Watching waves, seeing pine cones above move in the breeze. Passers by stopping to chat, knowing they have seen me online. The clarity of manifested dreams becoming reality is an emotional ride 🙏🏻

Flash Fiction



Her chest literally hurt. Like physically.
She hadn’t eaten all day long and tried hard to stuff some goulash down her throat. It simply wasn’t digesting. Another gulp of drink. A quick reply to a text message. Her girlfriends were concerned. They knew how much it had taken her to let those barriers down. Now look. Heart in tatters.
She definitely didn’t plan this. Not heartbreak; not again. She knew it wasn’t even that. Heartbreak would be the wrong word.
Fun. This is what she was ready for. Something respectful and light.
But two people who are checking on each other from day to day, knowing within them they had a spark and memories already created and more to be made. Of the very best kind.
They had it and she knew it. Perhaps he did too which is why it was getting too much for him.
‘Talk, damnit.’ She whispered to her phone. Why didn’t he just talk to her?
Perhaps they could have laid down boundaries they were both happy with and comfortable. This had the potential to be something amazing. She felt it and suspected he did too. Was that why he had run? Figuring out the reason for his silence was something she was driving herself crazy with. She knew she didn’t deserve this. Exactly the reason she had no option but to block him from her phone. Would her mental health bounce off another day of silence? She doubted it.
The bad girls seem to not be subject to this treatment. She knew through observation. She didn’t want or need a knight in shining armour. She wanted some time. Arms around her to help her feel like it was her turn to be number one for a change. She was always at least 4th in line. She wanted that wide eyed girl smile which lights up her aura. Laughs and touches. Moments of just gazing at each other. Such incredible promises of just what she needed. There she sat in her candlelight trying to eat through these chest pains.
Of course she knew how strong she had been before and would be again. She could do this 100%. But she wanted him. It was fitting nicely and it felt so good.
Her mind had pictured their cute moments over and over and perfect would be the best description.
Despite all the girlfriends and even some guys telling her permanently that she was amazing, a great catch for anyone, beautiful, intelligent, fun….she still failed to understand why once the chase was over they lost interest. She was both sad and thankful she hadn’t given herself to him.
The dinner in its white bowl ended up on the floor for the dog to eat. Nothing was digesting past that swollen heart. Applying her lipstick, she noticed she needed to fluff her ponytail.
There were clients to fix who were arriving soon.


Should i keep the pen name?
To be honest, I'm not sure if running this site makes sense.  A pen name is great in theory and yes, it does stop any confusion of what exactly I'm aiming to achieve under both this name and my non-fiction name.

Yet, has been around for ten years now and I do wonder if it's just more straight forward to post everything on there than a dozen different niche websites. With around 10,000 visits per month, the blog is definitely popular with its readers.
Keeping this page here might be a nice idea to dip in and out of but without the commitment that I have over on my other blog which is the money spinner.  Let's face it, working online is a total blessing and the dream come true, yet it's a business and needs to be faced as one too.


Why should you keep a pen name?

If you write in two totally different genres and it would be inappropriate to combine them, you need a pseudonym! For instance, Erotica and childrens books would need a disassociation for sure.
My background of Biochemistry and Human nutrition seemed not to fit so well on this blog but rather my regular blog.  Although I am beginning to see no reason why the audience might not want some nutrition woven through as well as an actual life story. It confusing to know the right thing to do, I know.  Although once you make a decision and laser focus on it, magic begins to happen.

Do I just leave this website here and continue?...I'm not sure. It's time to have a look around at other blogs and see what other people are doing.

Coffee, writing and Shihtzu - the way most days begin

Faraday is no more

You heard me right. This website will be going soon!

I took a decision to begin writing both fiction and non fiction under my name of Louise Usher. You can see why in this blog post here.
Seems that I just can't stop my fingers flying over this keyboard regardless of genre or name.  The science stuff still calls my brain but these stories just simply need to be told and there is no time like the present.

Please head over to the other blog and follow along over there. I will republish the stories from here and then sometime soon this website will come down.  My instagram has changed too! In for a penny, in for a pound.


Tuesday, 26 February 2019

Sacking the pseudonym

You might know by now, I'm a writer.  Full time.

Blessed indeed.

I love it.

This past weekend I was on a writers workshop which is part of my Creative writing MA Post grad degree.  The inspiration in the room was something else.   Like minded writers all following dreams within the room as sunshine streamed through the windows.  We didn't mind at all that we were missing the nice February weather outside.  Our muse kept us glued to our seats. 

Writing creative non-fiction was always the plan.  Weaving some science and nutrition through my words in order to help spread the word of chronic disease and lifestyle choices.  As time has gone on, I have realised more and more I totally adore writing stories to the point that these stories have to be written and shared.  Yep! No choice.

Fiction poured out of me as I began to plan the next part in my novella Delayed.  I love this story and the twists and turns it took as I started to draft an outline was both exciting and a little thought provoking.  
One of our exercises was also to rewrite little Red Riding hood. Which was incredible.  The story took so many crazy forms around the room and I LOVED it.  So, fiction needs to be a part of my life, I knew this with certainty. 

Over on Instagram and my other website, I have embraced a pseudonym (Faraday Wren) to write the fiction under. Yet now I feel I am way more likely to be writing creatively rather than scientifically and I am going to just simply write it all as Louise Usher and forget the pen name.  Of course I will weave science and health throughout my writing but primarily, it is time to live the dream and write stories.  Some true, some less so, some completely factual. 

The future feels so exciting to me and I became really overwhelmed this Monday when i filmed my Motivational Monday video. It is crazy how excited I am to be writing my stories and I completely love the writing process.  Check out the video here and also go see the Faraday website while it is still live.  I will be bringing the blogs over here really soon. 


Tuesday, 29 January 2019

Anstey Harris The Truths and Triumphs of Grace Atherton

Anstey Harris is the author of The Truths and Triumphs of Grace Atherton.

Thankfully, I had the absolute pleasure of meeting Anstey in summer 2018.  Following my acceptance onto the MA programme for Creative Writing I felt I really ought to get up to speed with a  little extra education and saw a short course up for grabs under the watchful eye of Anstey.

With vocabulary to demonstrate the glass half full within her teaching that summer, I felt at home in my new writer world.  Of course, only to be further impressed when this talented author showed us a copy of her book which was soon to be released by Simon and Schuster.

Finding the authors lurking over on Twitter was a great way of keeping in touch and knowing where to find them.  Anstey has kept her twitter page up to date with all of the upcoming signings for the book.

I, for one will be going along with excitement.  You might even spot some up and coming authors from my university cohort as we are all going to pick Ansteys expert author brain!

Where and when?

You can find the book and signing at Waterstones, Rose Lane, Canterbury in Kent on 
Saturday 16th February between 14.30-16.00

My next few blog posts will be sharing stories of my own writer journey following some short pieces we created on Ansteys course.

Hope to see you at the book signing!

Louise xoxo 
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