Clothes I’ve Been Loving This Month

Over the Easter holidays I bought a few items of clothing that I am absolutely in love with at the moment so I thought I’d share some of my favourite items of clothing right now. I’ll leave some links along the way to the websites if they still have them in stock. Keep in mind that all the prices and sizes are in Australian dollars and sizes.

Enjoy!

 

The first thing is these overall shorts. I got these a while ago, around November last year but I’ve been wearing them so often since then that I had to put them in this. It’s going into winter here in Australia so I probably won’t be wearing this too often in the coming months but you can be assured that as soon as the weather starts getting warmer these will be coming out of the closet. This is from Cotton On and I think, from memory, is a size medium and was $40.

 

The second item is this palazzo jumpsuit that I recently picked up from Factorie. This is honestly the favourite thing in my closet at the moment. It’s so beautiful and it fits perfectly on me. It’s high waisted which I LOVE. Literally anything high waisted is perfect. The fabric feels so nice and the way it flows around the legs is absolutely beautiful. And the legs stop a bit below your knee which is also pretty cool and different. I also like how it’s not denim, I feel like so many people just wear denim these days and it’s nice to mix it up a bit. This is in a size 10 and was $49.95. You can find it here: http://www.factorie.com.au/p/palazzo-overalls/9350486651830.html?region=AU#region=AU&q=palazzo&start=1 

 

Another item I got from Factorie was this off the shoulder top. I love the colour, it’s kind of a nude pink which is just adorable. When I was trying it on in the shop I paired it with the jumpsuit above and it was so cute I honestly loved it. I’ll definitely be wearing it like that again. I love the ribbed style on clothes as well, I think it’s super cute and I’ve wanted an off the shoulder top like this for so long so I’m really happy with this buy. I got this in a size medium for $19.95. Find it here: http://www.factorie.com.au/p/hope-off-the-shoulder-long-sleeve-top/9351533024751.html?region=AU#region=AU&q=off+shoulder&start=1

 

This is probably one of my favourite things that I’ve ever bought. This is a tbar shirt and it is SO fucking cute. I saw this as I was walking through Cotton On and I literally stopped and was like I NEED THAT. It’s so comfy and baggy but it’s so cute as well. I love the little quote and the colour OH MY GOD THE COLOUR. It’s literally the best thing ever. I can’t even explain how much I love this. It’s a chopped tee and I it got in a size medium for $19.95.

 

I’ve had this shirt for a while so I’m not sure where it’s from or how much it was but I just really love wearing it with jeans, skirts, my overalls, basically anything because it literally works with so many things. It’s kind of sheer so that can be a problem sometimes but I love the little pocket and the colour. I’m just in love with anything pink at the moment, it’s one of my favourite colours. I have a white shirt just like this except the pocket has little peace signs on it instead which is really cute.

 

I got these jeans from Kmart and I was pleasantly surprised by how good quality they were. I’d been looking for some mid rise mum jeans for so long in that kind of light blue coloured denim so when I saw this in Kmart I was just like YES. And when I tried them on I just instantly wanted them. They are SO comfortable but they also look really cute. I love to roll the cuffs of the jeans up and wear them with my sneakers (which you’ll see later) and it just looks amazing. I got these in a size 12 for $20. Find them here: http://www.kmart.com.au/product/relaxed-skinny-jeans/1239353

 

Another thing I picked up from Cotton On as this bomber jacket. I’d been looking for a cute bomber jacket for ages and when I saw this one I knew that it would be perfect. It’s so comfy and warm and I LOVE the rusty red colour, it’s so freaking cuuuute. I find that a lot of bomber jackets can look really puffy and weird like an eskimo jacket but this one isn’t like that at all and it’s so adorbale. This was in a size 12 and was $59.95. I couldn’t find a link to the one in this particular colour but here’s the one to the black one: http://cottonon.com/AU/p/cotton-on-women/milly-2-high-basque-bomber/9350486570834.html?region=AU#q=bomber&prefn1=countrySpecificMarkets&pmin=0&sz=48&start=1&prefv1=AU&region=AU 

 

I really wanted another pair of skinny jeans, but in a unique colour and my mum saw these ones and made me try them on. At first I was skeptical but once I had them on I actually really liked them. They’re pretty tight and skinny and the fabric is a bit uncomfortable if you wear them for too long but they look amazing so, you know, beauty is pain. The colour is like a really vibrant blue and it’s a little bit distressed around the knee which looks really cool and gives a bit of dimension to the fabric. They do fall down my butt a bit when I sit down because they’re mid rise (and my butt is way too big for normal clothing ha yay go me) but it’s fine as long as no one can see your butt crack. These are a size 12 and were $29.95. Find them here: http://cottonon.com/AU/p/cotton-on-women/mid-rise-jegging/9350486206306.html?region=AU#region=AU&q=mid+rise+jegging&start=1 

 

Another thing from Factorie is this high waisted denim skirt. This is really really cute and I can wear it in winter as well with stocking and jacket so it’s literally perfect for any weather. It’s pretty short but it’s alright as long as you don’t bend over. I really like the fit and the cut of it. Like the bottom isn’t hemmed so it has those like little stringy bits that come off and I think that it gives it a really cool look. This is in a size 10 and I’m not sure what I got this for because unfortunately I lost the reciept.

 

Okay, last one, I promise! I got these shoes from Cotton On a while ago which I LOVE. They’re so freaking cute. They’re meant to look like converse but they were way way cheaper than actual converse. They’ve got this cute lacy flower pattern on them in a creamy colour. The only problem with that is that they get really dirty, as you can see. I’m pretty sure these are a size 7 and were around $20.

 

Well there you go! Sorry for such a long post but I really love showing off all the stuff I wear. Fashion is something I really interested in so if you’d like to see more posts like this then go ahead and let me know and I’ll do some more.

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More story writing?

Recently I’ve been thinking about how much story writing I used to do and I’d really like to get back into that. But I find that every time I start a story, I just never end up finishing it because I’m a lazy old bastard who can’t devote herself to anything. So I was thinking that maybe I should start writing a short story kind of series. Instead of writing big old books with like 50 billion chapters I’ll just release a chapter of a story every once in a while when I get around to it. I’m not sure if I’ll make it so it’s like a book and I’ll release a chapter every month or something or if I’ll just write short stories. But I do have an idea that I want to work on so we’ll see how it goes. 

Okay sorry for this random post but yeah look out for that 🙂

My February/March Reading List

As a lot of you may know, I am a massive book nerd. Every shelf in my room is filled with books, and I can sometimes read a whole book in one day if it’s really good.

And to express my love of imaginary worlds and creative writing, I am going to start making reading lists for each month. And I’ll keep you all updated with what I’m reading and my progress with a book at the end of each of my posts. And a bonus, if you think you’d like one of the books I’m reading, you can read along with me and tell me what you thought in the comments! It’ll be like our own little book club. At the end of each month I’ll make a post talking about all the books I loved and read during the month, to give you guys a little review and for us all to talk about the books we read.

Because I’m starting with the February list half way through the month, I’ll extend it to March as well. So this will be my February and March reading list.

The list:

  • Because You’ll Never Meet Me by Leah Thomas

Blurb:

There are truths you can only tell a stranger, and this friendship is the strangest.

Ollie and Moritz are best friends, but they can never meet, because if they ever did, one of them would certainly die. As recluses from society, they develop a fierce bond through letters that become a lifeline.

But when Moritz reveals the key to their shared, disturbing past, their friendship faces a test neither one of them expected.

This is a story of impossible friendship and hope from a brilliant new writer.

  • A Thousand Pieces Of You by Claudia Gray

Blurb:

A thousand lives. A thousand possibilities. One fate.

Marguerite Caine grew up surrounded by cutting edge scientific theories thanks to her brilliant physicist parents. Yet nothing is more astounding than her mother’s latest invention, a device called the Firebird that allows people to leap into alternate dimensions. 

When Marguerite’s father is murdered, all the evidence points to one person – Paul, her parents’ enigmatic star student. Before the law can touch him, Paul slips into another dimension, having committed what seems like the perfect crime. But he didn’t count on Marguerie.

With the help of another physics student, Theo, Marguerite chases Paul through various dimensions. In each new world Marguerite leaps into, she meets another version of Paul that has her doubting his guilt and questioning her heart. Soon, she is swept into an epic love affair as dangerous as it is irresistible.

  • Ten Thousand Skies Above You by Claudia Gray

Blurb:

Ever since she used the Firebird, her parents’ invention, to cross into alternate dimensions, Marguerite has caught the attention of enemies who will do anything to force her into helping them dominate the multiverse—even hurting the people she loves. She resists until her boyfriend, Paul, is attacked and his consciousness scattered across multiple dimensions.

Marguerite has no choice but to search for each splinter of Paul’s soul. The hunt sends her racing through a war-torn San Francisco, the criminal underworld of New York City, and a glittering Paris where another Marguerite hides a shocking secret. Each world brings Marguerite one step closer to rescuing Paul. But with each trial she faces, she begins to question the destiny she thought they shared.

The second book in the Firebird trilogy, Ten Thousand Skies Above You features Claudia Gray’s lush, romantic language and smart, exciting action, and will have readers clamoring for the next book.

 

  • Lying About Last Summer by Sue Wallman

Blurb:

Last summer Skye’s sister died in a tragic accident. Now she’s looking for an escape from reality. Her parents think that a holiday camp for bereaved teens might help her move on. 

At first camp doesn’t seem so bad. But when Skye starts receiving texts from someone claiming to be her head sister, she fears the past is about to surface.

  •  The Luna Chronicles: Cinder by Marissa Meyer

Blurb:

Sixteen-year-old Cinder is considered a technological mistake by most of society and a burden by her stepmother. Being cyborg does have its benefits, though: Cinder’s brain interference has given her an uncanny ability to fix things (robots, hovers, her own malfunctioning parts), making her the best mechanic in New Beijing. This reputation brings Prince Kai himself to her weekly market booth, needing her to repair a broken android before the annual ball. He jokingly calls it “a matter of national security,” but Cinder suspects it’s more serious than he’s letting on.
Although eager to impress the prince, Cinder’s intentions are derailed when her younger stepsister, and only human friend, is infected with the fatal plague that’s been devastating Earth for a decade. Blaming Cinder for her daughter’s illness, Cinder’s stepmother volunteers her body for plague research, an “honor” that no one has survived.
But it doesn’t take long for the scientists to discover something unusual about their new guinea pig. Something others would kill for.

  • The Luna Chronicles: Scarlet by Marissa Meyer

Blurb:

Cinder, the cyborg mechanic, returns in the second thrilling installment of the bestselling Lunar Chronicles. She’s trying to break out of prison—even though if she succeeds, she’ll be the Commonwealth’s most wanted fugitive.

Halfway around the world, Scarlet Benoit’s grandmother is missing. When Scarlet encounters Wolf, a street fighter who may have information as to her grandmother’s whereabouts, she is loath to trust this stranger, but is inexplicably drawn to him, and he to her. As Scarlet and Wolf unravel one mystery, they encounter another when they meet Cinder. Now, all of them must stay one step ahead of the vicious Lunar Queen Levana, who will do anything for the handsome Prince Kai to become her husband, her king, her prisoner.

  • The Luna Chronicles: Cress by Marissa Meyer

Blurb:

In this third book in the Lunar Chronicles, Cinder and Captain Thorne are fugitives on the run, now with Scarlet and Wolf in tow. Together, they’re plotting to overthrow Queen Levana and her army. Their best hope lies with Cress, a girl imprisoned on a satellite since childhood who’s only ever had her netscreens as company. All that screen time has made Cress an excellent hacker. Unfortunately, she’s just received orders from Levana to track down Cinder and her handsome accomplice. When a daring rescue of Cress goes awry, the group is separated. Cress finally has her freedom, but it comes at a higher price. Meanwhile, Queen Levana will let nothing prevent her marriage to Emperor Kai. Cress, Scarlet, and Cinder may not have signed up to save the world, but they may be the only hope the world has.

  • The Luna Chronicles: Winter by Marissa Meyer

Blurb:

Princess Winter is admired by the Lunar people for her grace and kindness, and despite the scars that mar her face, her beauty is said to be even more breathtaking than that of her stepmother, Queen Levana. Winter despises her stepmother, and knows Levana won’t approve of her feelings for her childhood friend–the handsome palace guard, Jacin. But Winter isn’t as weak as Levana believes her to be and she’s been undermining her stepmother’s wishes for years. Together with the cyborg mechanic, Cinder, and her allies, Winter might even have the power to launch a revolution and win a war that’s been raging for far too long. Can Cinder, Scarlet, Cress, and Winter defeat Levana and find their happily ever afters? Fans will not want to miss this thrilling conclusion to Marissa Meyer’s national bestselling Lunar Chronicles series.

 

I think that should keep me set for the next month and a half. If I somehow breeze through all these books before the end of March, I’ll be sure to let you know what I’m adding to the list.

At the moment I’m already three quarters of the way through Because You’ll Never Meet Me so if you’d like to read that along with me, then get started because I’m almost done and holy shit it’s getting good. I’m at the bit where the plot twist starts and I’m gripping my seat with every page.

So yeah I hope you guys like this idea and join me in reading all these wonderful books.

Happy reading everyone!

Reading: Because You’ll Never Meet Me

Page: 284

Thoughts: OH MY GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING HELP

Jags xx

How To Speak Australian

Hey guys!

Recently in English we’ve been learning about etymology, the study of words. Last lesson we watched a video about Australian slang and the whole class was completely cracking up, realising how much slang we use in our daily lives. So today I thought I’d share with you some Australian slang and how to speak Australian.

First of all, we love to shorten words. Words that really don’t need to be shortened, we freaking shorten them anyway!

I’ll give a few examples:

  • biscuit – bickie
  • afternoon – arvo
  • football – footy
  • sunglasses – sunnies
  • relatives – rellies
  • kindergarten – kindy
  • lipstick – lippie
  • magpie – maggie
  • mosquito – mossie
  • pregnant – preggers
  • present – pressie
  • Christmas – Chrissy
  • Australia – Aussie
  • McDonalds – Maccas
  • Schnitzel – Schnitty
  • Woolworths – Woolies (a supermarket company here)

And that’s just to name a few.

Now, there’s a few categories that Australian slang phrases fit into.There’s having a chat to your friends, having a fight, gossiping, etc. For example, if you see a friend down the street, nobody in Australia’s gonna say good day, friend. How has your day been? If someone said that to me I’d probably laugh and walk away. No, the correct dialogue is g’day, mate. How’s it going?

If someone apoligised to you about something, you’d probably say no worries. And if you wanted to say thank you to someone you would say ta. If you’re annoyed about something, bloody hell. If you’re tired, I’m stuffed or I’m buggered. If someone did something good, good on ya. When someone is a bit unsophisticated and are a bit weird, bogans. If something seems a bit weird or not right, dodgy. If something is great, it’s a beauty. If you are annoyed at something, bugger it. If you’re annoyed at someone, get stuffed or come off it. If someone is a bit dodgy and bogan, their a dag. If someone deserves something bad that’s happened, sucked in. When saying goodbye, have a good one. If you think something will be okay, she’ll be right. When you want to try something, give it a crack. 

We also have a few things for foods and other random objects as well.

A sausage is called a snag. A sandwich is a sanger.Tucker means food.A biscuit is a bickie. Brekkie is breakfast. Chewie is chewing gum. Chokkie is chocolate. Daks is pants. Trackies are tracksuit pants. Cozzie is swimming costume. Dunny is toilet. Esky is coolbox. Grog is alcohol. Icy pole is ice lolly. Jocks is male underwear. Lollies are sweets. Loo is toilet. Munchies are snacks. Pav is pavlova (the dessert). Spag bol is spaghetti bolognese. Stubby is a beer bottle. Thongs are flip flops (not underwear!). Veggies or veg and vegetables. A ute is like a little truck or a utility vehicle.

How about we construct a paragraph now and test your Australian slang knowledge. To properly experience this you will need to read it in an extremely strong Aussie accent.

Here we go.

Yesterday arvo me and my mates chucked a few stubbies in the esky and packed a few sangers and snags for the barbie at the beach with my rellies.We hopped into the ute with our cozzies and thongs then headed for the beach. Before we got there we went for a Maccas run but I wanted a schnitty so we stopped by the Woolies in town. We played a bit of footy and told our mate to get sucked in when he fell in the water. All the mossies were out that night and the maggies were swooping us from the trees. Luckily I bought me sunnies though cause I was buggered by the end of the night. We chucked a few snags on the barbie and cooked up some veggies then had a pav for dessert with a block of chokkie. The dunny at the camp was gross as but I really had to go to the loo so I dropped me daks and jocks and went in the bushes. Before bed we had a few munchies and a bikkie with me cuppa. The ocean was a right beauty but one of me dodgy mates was being a bogan and ruined the night.We told him to get stuffed. The next morning we went for a dip before brekkie then all headed home. Told me mates to have a good one and it was no worries for bringing em along.

And there you go now you know how to speak fluent Australian. Also, if you found this amusing then I suggest you watch this video and this one. You might not understand the second one if you’re foreign but it’s a proper laugh if you follow along quick enough.

Have a good one mate!

Love always

Jags xxx

A Fairytale Part Two

Hey guys!

You may have seen my last post where I showed you a fairytale I wrote and I thought I should probably give you the rest of the story. This is part two and there’s only one more after this! If you want to see the first one then click here.

Enjoy!

The wife did not tell her husband of the witch and her deal. She tried to ignore the excitement she received whenever she saw a maiden with green eyes. But none were as the witch had requested. None were as green as emerald. But she never stopped looking. When the baby was born she was just as the witch had described her. She grew silky butterscotch coloured hair in big bouncing curls. Her eyes were as blue as the sky and glistened in the sun. She had rosy cheeks that held dimples when she smiled. And she was most definitely as sweet as pie. They named her Arabelle.

As Arabelle grew older, the wife grew more desperate to find the maiden the witch had spoken of. One day when she was lounging in the garden, Arabelle balanced on her knee, a gust of wind had enveloped them in dust. When the dust cleared, there stood the witch, the sun glistening in her white eyes. She had reached out and touched one of Arabelle’s curls, twisting it around her finger then letting it fall.

‘Remember your deal,’ she had whispered threateningly.

Another gust of wind overcame them and when the wife looked up she was gone. She scooped up Arabelle and hurried into the house, cuddling her close to her chest while she chanted the spell the witch had cast years before.

On Arabelle’s eighth birthday she began to worry. On her tenth birthday she was becoming frantic. On her twelfth birthday she was growing to be desperate. On her thirteenth birthday she began to make a plan. In January the wife visited the village every day. She searched the bakers, the florist, the blacksmiths, the bookstore, even her husband’s shop. There was no green eyed maiden to be found. In February she began travelling to the neighboring village. She sat in pubs and gardens watching for a pair of sparkling eyes but she saw none. March, another town further down the road. April, the kingdom far up in the hills. May, the dry desert lands. June, the forests of the north. July, back down into the valleys. August, a seaside village laden with fishy old men. September, a ghost town hidden in the jungle. October, the dirty roads leading back to her home. November, the woods surrounding the kingdom. December, the castle which she had over passed.

All the searching, all the looking, all the wandering but there was no emerald eyed maiden to be seen. It was to be Arabelle’s fourteenth birthday in March and the wife did not have much time left. But on one stormy afternoon nearing the girl’s birthday, she was struck with an opportunity. She was delivering her washing to the castle, tiptoeing through the garden and knocking gently on the servants’ door. The usual ruby-haired girl came to collect the washing, smiling at her.

‘Wait here, ma’am. I will be back with your payment.’

As the maiden walked away the wife recited the spell yet again.

‘Now they must give me what I’ve lost,

And pay the cost.

I want eyes of emerald from a maiden,

And you better trade in,

By the fourteenth year of the girls birth,

Or I’ll take what’s worth.

Maybe yours instead,

Then five days later you’ll be dead.’

The girl arrived back at the door just as the last words left her lips.

‘Here you are, ma’am. Have a good day now.’

But as she turned to go, a glint caught in her eye. The wife quickly grabbed the girl’s wrist and pulled her back. There, behind long dark lashes, sat the greenest pair of eyes she had ever seen. They did indeed sparkle like emeralds. And they were exactly what she needed.

‘Why, w-what beautiful eyes you have, dear. So green. Just like emeralds, in fact.’

‘Oh, thank you, ma’am. Are you alright? You’ve gone a bit pale. Would you like to come in and sit down?’

‘Yes I do feel a bit faint. That would be wonderful, my dear.’

The girl led the wife into the servants’ hall. She pulled a chair up by the fireplace and beckoned for her to sit down.

‘I’ll go and fetch you a cup of tea, shall I?’

Once she had left the room the wife bounced up and began searching for a weapon. She yanked open the draws of a cabinet by the dining table. Inside was a cutlery draw with knives galore. A long and sharp one caught her eye so she grabbed it and stuffed it into her pocket, leaping back for the chair. Just as she sat down, the girl came back in and sat a cup filled with steaming tea next to her.

‘Are you feeling better?’ she asked.

‘Yes, a little bit. Thank you. What’s your name, dear?’

‘Olive, ma’am.’

‘What a pretty name. You’re a very pretty girl. Come here. I want to see your eyes a bit closer.’

Olive stood uncertainly and approached the wife.

‘My, my, they are very beautiful. I just wish I had eyes like yours.’

‘Thank you, ma’am.’

‘Where is everyone today?’

‘They’ve all gone out to the garden. The king is hosting a lunch. I was not needed so I stayed behind to do some extra work.’

‘Oh. Is it safe for a young girl like yourself to be all alone down here?’

‘Yes, ma’am. I’m inside the castle after all.’

There was a silence and Olive looked around. She spotted the open draw that the wife had retrieved the knife from and shook her head in annoyance.

‘Thomas is always leaving the draws open,’ she muttered as she stood to go and close it.

With Olive’s back to her, the carpenter’s wife seized the opportunity and stood slowly, approaching the young girl from behind. She grasped the knife from her pocket and brandished it in front of her. All of a sudden the room burst into action. The wife thrust her weight on top of the girl, sending her crashing into the cabinet. A sickening thud sounded throughout the room as her head hit the solid wood. With blood gushing from her nose, the wife flipped Olive over and leaned over her from the side, holding her down with her free arm. Slowly and carefully, she began extracting the girl’s eyes from her head, lifting back her eyelids and scooping the eyes out with the knife. Olive’s blood curdling screams filled the room as more and more blood pooled from her now empty eye sockets. The wife looked down in pity at the girl as she slipped the eyes into her pocket.

‘I’m sorry, my dear, but it had to be done. And now I must assure that you will not speak of this incident.’

And with that she pried open the ginger haired girls mouth and sliced out her tongue, slipping that into her pocket as well for good measure.

‘Thank you for your sacrifices,’ the wife thanked the girl, bowing politely then hurrying out the door.

She galloped through the forest, heading in the direction of the river. When she reached the bubbling brook, a familiar house stood in front of her. The witch’s house. She knocked on the door, the rough wood scratching at her knuckles.

‘Come in,’ a deep voice told her from the other side.

The wife pushed open the door and there sat in the witch, in the same position she had been in when they first met.

‘I’ve brought my payment,’ said the wife, ‘Two emerald green eyes and a tongue for good measure.’

The hag stood and pointed to a hole dug into the floor of the house.

‘Drop them in there,’ she ordered.

The wife did so, digging the gooey eyes and dried tongue out of her pocket, letting them fall into the deep dark hole. A small crackle pierced her ears then a roaring fire exploded from the pit. She look up at the witch who was stood in front of her. Slowly, the witch’s milky eyes began to gain colour. First, a hint of green. Next, the pupil began protruding. Then, the colour enhancing and glittering until it resembled the great jewels themselves.

‘You’ve done well,’ said the witch as she grinned horribly. ‘Now get out!’

She cackled and screamed, and as she did so the wife noticed a small pink tongue resting in her mouth. Olive’s tongue. Yet again, the wife was thrown to the ground and the house disappeared around her.

And that’s part two! A little gruesome but I always love a bit of gore.

If you have any ideas for names then let me know because I’ve still got no idea!

Love always

Jasg xxx

 

A Fairytale

Hey guys!

I’m in the process of writing a little fairy tale and I think its kind of alright so I thought I’d share it with you.

I’m not done and this is only about half of it so far but if you would like to see the rest then let me know and I’ll do part two and maybe a part three if I end up finishing (no promises!).

Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away where sunflowers bloomed and the world was filled with light, there lived a carpenter. The carpenter lived with his wife in a cottage deep into the forest. Every day when the rooster crowed, he would awaken from his slumber and walk the long track through the forest to the village where he owned a furniture shop. He would work hard all day, chopping wood and carving furniture until the sun sunk back into the earth. While the carpenter was at work, his wife would knead bread for their dinner and wash clothes for the rich who lived in the castle. She would deliver the washed clothes to the royals who in return gave her sugar and flour. The carpenter and his wife came to a decision one evening by the fireplace, they were to try for a baby. They tried and tried and tried for many days and nights but no baby was delivered to them. The wife fell into a deep sadness, guilt for not being able to conceive a baby overcoming her. But the carpenter kept his head high.

‘We shall never give up,’ he would tell her. ‘For I know that our family will continue on for many generations.’

The wife, however, was not as optimisitc. One day when the carpenter was at work, the wife set out in search of an old witch that had been spoken of in the village. She came across a cottage with smoke billowing from the chimney, nestled next to a river. The carpenter’s wife rapped on the door and it swung open with an eerie creak. Sitting in the middle of the room in a rocking chair was an old hag. Stringy grey hair hung limply around her face, her back was hunched underneath a filthy black robe and her skin was pale and cracked. But her eyes was what most astounded the wife. The witch’s lids were hooded and sagging. Her eyelashes were thin and dirty. And they were white. She had no colour or pupil. Just a deep milky white. The hag stood, clutching a walking stick and stumbling to the doorway where the wife was cowering.

‘What is it you seek?’ questioned the witch with a deep scratchy voice.

‘A…a baby,’ she stammered in reply.

The witch nodded, motioning for the wife to follow. She led her through a door and into a darkened room. Blood red curtains hung across the panes and the air was filled with dust. The hag grasped a white sheet spread over something and she pulled it away with a cloud of dust to reveal an empty cauldron and a table with a thick book laid on it. She flicked through the book with long thin fingers to rest on a page where a picture of a rose was printed among a wad of text.

‘You wish to have a baby…’

‘Yes.’

‘Do not interrupt me!’ the hag roared.

The wife whimpered, falling into silence. The witch went back to the book, mumbling and muttering to herself. Finally, she looked up, her milky eyes studying the air in front of her blankly.

‘If you want this baby of yours, you must repay me. I will grant you with a bouncing baby girl if you, in return, give me what I have lost.’

‘And what may that be?’ asked the wife.

‘Why, my sight of course.’

The witch broke out in a wide grin. Her rotting yellow teeth were crooked and her cheeks wrinkled even more. The wife paused, uncertain of the witch’s ability. But then an image of a young girl giggling in her arms appeared in her head and she was overwhelmed with hope.

‘What must I do?’

Suddenly the room burst into light. The wife looked around and saw that all around them candles had been lit. The cauldron was now bubbling with hot water, steam rising out of the mouth. The witch began to chant.

A baby which they seek,

For her will is weak.

But I shall grant them this only once,

And do not mistake me for a dunce.

 

You just watch.

Hair of butterscotch,

Cheeks of rose,

Everything that you did propose.

 

Eyes like sky,

Sweet as pie.

Gleaming smile,

Wait a little while.

 

Now they must give me what I’ve lost,

And pay the cost.

I want eyes of emerald from a maiden,

And you better trade in,

By the fourteenth year of the girls birth,

Or I’ll take what’s worth.

Maybe yours instead,

Then five days later you’ll be dead.

 

But if you are found to be guilty,

Do not come to me.

You will be beheaded on the spot,

And your daughter will rot.

She will start to fade away,

And by the end of the day,

All that will be left is her memory,

And your husband alone in treachery.

 

It will be all you to blame,

And you should go to shame.

But of course you will,

Because you will have been killed!’

The witch cackled and slammed the book shut. Then she began dropping items one by one into the cauldron.

‘First,’ she started listing, ‘a silver coin dropped from the hand of a gypsy. Second, a teaspoon of honey stolen from the shop of a poor baker. Third, four petals from a rose in a cave by the ocean. Fourth, a breath from the cloud furthest in the east sky. Fifth, the tooth of a sick baby. Sixth, the last clover left in the field. Seventh, fourteen pumpkin seeds from a witch with one tooth. And eighth, a drop of blood from the maiden to be carrying the child.’

She brandished an iron dagger, gesturing for the wife to put out her arm. Uncertainly, the wife did so and the witch pulled up the sleeve of the wife’s dress and slowly and carefully sliced into her forearm. A drop of scarlet blood traveled down her arm to her elbow and dropped in to the glittering concoction. The cauldron began spurting out sparks and clouds of smoke coloured red, orange, blue and green. With her wrinkled hand, the witch grabbed a glass bottle sitting on the table and dipped it into the cauldron. She handed the wife the bottle.

‘Drink up.’

The carpenter’s wife lifted it to her lips and a scent of ocean and rainforests wafted up to her nose. She closed her eyes and tipped the contents of the bottle into her mouth. A burning sensation overwhelmed her as the potion traveled through her body. The wife called out and fell to the ground, clutching her stomach. Then, all of a sudden, the pain stopped and she looked up to see that she was now crouching on the forest floor with the river flowing next to her and the glass bottle shimmering in her hand. The witch was nowhere to be seen. She jumped up and began running back through the forest. When she arrived home the carpenter was already approaching the house.

‘My love!’ she called out, galloping up to him and engulfing him in a hug, ‘I am with child!’

The carpenter beamed with happiness and he picked up his wife and hugged her.

‘We will be a family!’ he yelled.

 

I know the rhyme is really bad – it’s going to be changed but i’m still brainstorming. I also don’t have a name for it yet, leave one in the comments if you have any ideas!

Love always

Jags xxx

Something New…

Hey guys!

I’ve been absent a little while and that’s partly because I’ve been working on something new…and I’m just lazy.

I love this blog. It’s one of the best things in the world. But sometimes I like to be a bit more creative and I like to take step away from the crowd and be a bit unique. Although this blog is unique in many, many ways, you have to admit that the style, technique and layout is very similar to many other bloggers work. I’m not saying I’m copying anyone or anyone is copying me but it’s the simple truth.

Let me tell you a story…

Last night I was lying in bed and thinking about this blog. I was wondering how I could improve it, how I could make it better. And suddenly I was struck with an idea. What about  new blog? I’m not going to ditch the current one but what about a fresh start with some new ideas and styles. It couldn’t hurt after all. So I turned on my bedside lamp and grabbed my laptop from my desk, logging onto WordPress. I began to create a new blog. Something more stylish. More unique. Something that I could be creative with to share my life and ideas and experiences. Then an idea popped into my head. Letters! That may not mean anything to you now but just wait and see. I’ve always had a love for letters. I love receiving them, I love sending them, I love reading them and I love writing them. So why not write ‘letters’ in a blog! I’ve dedicated them to my (kind of) ex-best friend, Sarah, and I suppose you’ll have to go read some of my posts to go and find out why they’re dedicated to her…

So that’s what I did!

I’ve created a blog called Dear Sarah and I’m starting to fall in love with it. I think it looks really good and I think the content is going to be really good! I’ve also started to create a project called the Letter Library where you can submit your own letters which will be displayed each month in a post!

If you would like to go spread the love for my new blog then you can go check it out and follow it which would be wonderful. I hope you all like it as much as I do!

But do not worry, I will continue writing on this blog as often as possible but Dear Sarah will be where you can catch up on my life or read about memories and experiences.

Hope you have a lovey day!

Love always,

Jags xxx

(Btw I’m referred to as ‘J’ over on that blog. Sorry, Jags!)