Monday, November 14, 2016

A Few Words

Hand Illustration by Abiee Lucas
© abieelucas

Sometimes it's like writing how you really feel is just too dangerous, you feel like making your words more cryptic and poetic may disguise the actual issue you want to talk about and maybe your readers can interpret it how they like. When your head hits the pillow at night the thoughts dance around your mind until they become more of a loose entanglement of so many things that have bothered you today that you simply cannot pin point a single reason for you being left feeling so discontented. Frustrated.

You're too proud to profess it all in such clarity but take comfort in the ambiguity in your words because being so publicly vulnerable is daunting, right? You hope that every expressive word evokes power and meaning to not just yourself. You write about them, ineffable them and then you delete it all and start over. You find ways to over complicate just about anything until you can't even remember what you began with now you have so many new things you want to say from your erratic, tangential scribblings. You abandon all safe harbours at the risk of sounding melodramatic but doing it anyway because you're impassioned, inspired and frankly just don't give a shit anymore.

Giving a shit holds you back from so much and you finally realise that opening your heart and writing what you feel isn't so dangerous after all.

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*Original illustration at top by myself. 

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

I'm still here

Daydreams of getaways and adventures in the late afternoons interrupted by strident barks from Rosie at the bottom of the garden. Blocking the intense heat of the sun by positioning my book in the air just right, for as long as I can stand it until my arm gets tired. The first Summer spent alone in several years I realise was not so difficult as I imagined it would be.

Writing short stories anonymously on the internet, blogging about fashion and make-up and things nobody cares about but me, reading, drawing, singing, creating terrible pieces of artwork on Photoshop that only I will ever see. All things I love; neglected. But as I watched the Summer draw out, I watched close friends move on from this town, I watched the light burn out from within my dog's eyes as she lay in my arms, I watched myself get lost for a short while.

Until I realised, I'm still here.

I love my life, my friends, my family, the way I know I'm terrible at playing piano but I still go ahead and do it anyway. I love my car even though it's always failing. I love my overzealously when I have planned a night out that everyone is up for. This year I have learned a lot about my self, about life, about accepting and loving being alone.

I will be reading and writing, drawing and singing through the year into next Summer and the next. For I'm still here.

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Saturday, April 30, 2016

Spring Wishlist

Aaaand the winner of the worst blogger award goes to me! It has been 6 months since I last blogged - that's really bad. I have missed it so much and I cannot tell you how many times I said to myself "today is the day I go back to blogging" and it just never happened. Right now felt like the right time to come back as my blog has officially been live for a year now and I'm getting so much inspiration for new content now we are in Spring. So let's hope I actually keep it up this time.

I'm back today with a simple wishlist for Spring. I'm feeling mainly soft colours, light materials and minimal designs.

ZARA Contrast Sweater £19.99

TOPSHOP Bandana Print Co-ord £62 (Top £30 Shorts £32)

COS Wide Neck Top £55

ADIDAS Stan Smith £67

Just a short and sweet post, something simple to return with, hope you liked these Spring picks. Let me know what's on your wishlist! Also thank you to my loyal readers for being patient :-)

Abiee x

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