revelations...

Hi blog :-)

So I've been a bit naughty. I have been treating facecrack like it's my own personal domain and posting anything and everything that I think my friends and family would like to see...turns out, they don't. That's why we have blogs.

I don't even have time to have one of these but I'm a writer at heart (not a very good one) and I heard that in order to get better at writing, you've gotta write a lot. And read, lots of reading. One of my lecturers thinks my writing in convoluted...feel free to comment, feedback is awesome.

Status updates not fit for facecrack, so bear with :-)

- I found out that I have soft spot for country music even though I swore against it (thank you Garret Hedlund). 

- There are always going to be new songs that remind you of old times and the people who write those songs are magicians. 

- You don’t have to be drunk to write a really interesting piece…you can just be dog tired. Editing could be the biggest mistake, it takes off the shine. 

- Punctuation doesn't always work…sure it breaks down sentences into a structured, readable piece of work but if I wanted you to understand how important the next line was…I might have to YELLandtalkreallyreallyreallyfast. 

- Relationships are everything, especially relationships with yourself, language, food, nature, and yourself as the consumer but most importantly, with others.

Firecracker is half my height now (aged 3.5 years), and that's a beautiful and scary thing. 

"Firecracker? Can I have it back, please?"

"What?...pardon?"

"My heart. Can I please have my heart back now?"

"(smiles) Nope!" watches me with a mischievous grin for a bit..."Oookaaayyy, you CAN have it" reaches into her mouth in an attempt to retrieve my heart which is naturally lodged in her body, and gags on her fist. "YUCK Mummy! Your heart tastes yucky!". I can sleep easy knowing that humans are off her menu for life. 

We might need to have the birds and bees chat sooner than expected, Firecracker is worried that women get babies in their tummies by eating tiny babies. I can't begin to describe the looks she has cast at heavily pregnant women in the shops and supermarket.

I'm waiting for her to whisper to one of them

"baby eater!"

:-P

(disclaimer: Fearnot doesn't condone the eating of humans...ever. Not even the mean ones.)