Happy New Year Readers! May 2018 be all you hope for and dream about. Here is a short piece of writing I created a few months ago for our monthly writing group under the theme of 'A Mysterious Container' . Enjoy! Mysterious opened her eyes. She felt strange, different somehow. Her whole being ached and tingled with pins and needles. Confined to a tight, dark space, a haloed green sheen reflected about as much light as a festival glow stick. ‘Where am I?’ she wondered, smelling the sickly sweet goop that maintained her supine position. Encamped in the jelly-like substance, Mysterious inhaled. Sampling a deep swig of syrup, she gulped. It wasn’t half bad. ‘Mm mm…Best pace myself. I could be stuck here for a while.’ Cooped up in the dingy surrounds, her vision remained blurred. Boundaries obscured and faded, sometimes clashing as Mysterious strived to focus. With little else to do but think, a rhetorical question played over and over on the turntable ...
To encourage women with a humorous, life-experiential spun, uplifting conversation. You have the XX Factor, no matter who, where, why or how you are.