Our new granddaughter, Harper




Harper  Ann  Goodswen

September the 5th, the year 2018,

A more tiring day, Katie never had seen,

Coupled with Kurt through long hours they waited,

To meet their new baby, a life they created.


At last, she arrived, with the help of a team,

Of doctors and midwives, a long endless stream.

Their small, helpless baby girl entered this world,

Leaving the snug place in which she’d been curled.


Dad had a cuddle while Katie was mended,

Relief flooding through them, the worry had ended,

A beautiful daughter for them to adore

In just this short time, they couldn’t love her more.


With her sweet button nose, and adorable pout

Hands, oh so tiny, when they start reaching out.

Feet soft, and smooth, like the rest of her skin

Face softly rounded, and cute double chin.


Contented full tummy, her eyes tightly close

When opened so lovely and then into a doze.

Dolphin-like noises emit from her lips

Feet drawn up tightly, so close to her hips.


Downy soft hair above the smallest of ears

Hearing the croons, so content with no fears.

Peaceful, serene and so drowsy and calm,

Drifts back to slumber land, clearly no qualm.


It’s hard to describe, now, the love that we feel

Seeing our granddaughter, it doesn’t seem real.

In our arms she fits perfectly, snug like a glove.

Such beauty, such wonder, so deep is our love.


by Julie Goodswen (aka Nanny, aka Glamnan)

September 2018



Filtering out unwanted friends

Isn’t it strange just how much emphasis we put on our circle of friends?


I have friends from all walks of life and, while I don’t view them under labels, the labels are so varied, it’s eyewatering.

I have long-term friends from schooldays, old friends from former workplaces, friends who I am only in contact with through social media nowadays,  blogging friends who I have only ever chatted to online,  a disabled friend (who will always be my best friend), friends from dancing, friends who run their own businesses, friends who don’t work at all, retired friends, friends much younger than me, friends much richer than me (most of them, haha).

The list could go on forever. Its difficult to continue putting effort into friendship but as long as contact remains, you will always have friends.

A friend is someone who doesn’t constantly analyse the relationship, finding fault at every obstacle which is against their own set of blinkered beliefs. A friend will focus on the good times and filter out the bad times, unless intentional harm is caused which is another story altogether.

Most of all, friends support whatever path you take, be it quietly, remotely or right up there beside you.

I am truly blessed to have some fabulous friends, some equally great acquaintances,  a great family and, most of all and definitely top of the list, a fantastic husband.

There are times when you just need to walk away from a friendship and, although it can be sad and momentarily unsettling,  it can reward you with a freedom that you hadn’t realised was missing from your world.

Sometimes you just have to break free from the restraints of a friendship which has become stale and simply not worth the effort. Don’t be governed by those who feel they know ‘how to do it the right way’. They may simply be blinded by their own naivety and lack of experience in the real world.

Move forwards,  enjoy life.


How Writers Can Relax

A Writer's Path

by S.E. White

We’re almost halfway through the year, so now is the appropriate time to hear about some of the methods authors use to unwind. A little self-care, a little stopping to smell the roses, and your writing productivity will thank you.

These are all tried and tested ways that writers relax. They’re reliable things to try if the breakneck pace of writing is wearing down your physical and mental health. They’re also science based*, so attempt them with confidence.

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This Simple Trick Will Make Reaching Your Writing Goals So Much Easier

So many true thoughts here. Thank you for posting this. We all need to relax and let life take its course just a little. x

Novelty Revisions

When I was younger, I used to worry about what my writing life might look like two, five, 10 years from now.

I remember spending an entire lecture during my first semester of college writing out my entire five-year plan. I “knew” exactly by what point I was going to graduate, when I was going to publish a book, when I was finally going to “be a real writer.” A “professional.”

I remember bits and pieces of that plan. And I can almost guarantee you that not a single one of the points on that plan played out the way I thought they would.

I did not graduate in three years; it took me five.

I did not publish a book at the age of 22; I still, technically, haven’t. (Unless you count self-publishing, which I did not at the time.)

I didn’t go on to get a master’s degree…

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You Don’t Have to Love Your Day Job

Agree with everything in this post!

Novelty Revisions

I used to dream about what it would be like to live like a “real” writer.

I assumed I’d be able to get a writing job I loved right out of college, if I worked hard enough as a student, gained the right experience, and proved I deserved it.

But here’s the thing about jobs: They’re hard, and they aren’t always fun. Even when writing is involved.

And that’s the case for any day job. I think it’s safe to assume the majority of adults don’t enjoy going to work. They do it because they have to.

That doesn’t mean all of these people are miserable. Many — especially creatives — likely have something worthwhile to come home to. A hobby … like writing for fun.

There’s one thing no one ever told me growing up that I wish I’d heard daily.

You do not have to love your day…

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A little about me and mine

My name is Julie and I am currently a ‘minimally published’ writer. I have had a few short stories published in magazines, an article, a handful of letters with and without silly photos and my most recent achievement was an ‘out of my comfort zone’ alien story. My alien story was part of an assignment for a Creative Writing course I have just completed and, having been advised by my tutor, who is an established crime novelist, to submit it, I was overjoyed to have it included in a Fantasy Short Story Anthology. It might be small but it’s MY small.

I planned this blog, again after advice given during my course, to start pushing my name ‘out there’ while I work on what I hope will be a published novel one day. I figured it would be a good way to share some of my short stories and poems as well as writing reports and articles about dancing with Ceroc.

Clive, my gorgeous husband and friend, and I love to dance. Aside from family, dancing is our greatest pleasure. We started learning not long after we moved in together and have never looked back.  Clive also loves to fly kites and, while I am happy to watch and occasionally fetch and carry those that don’t launch successfully, I like to spend my spare time writing or reading, when we are not dancing of course.

With a few subjects to write about, I felt I should put a little order into my blog as it was beginning to stray into the realms of posting about anything and everything when I felt like it, with no real  logical flow. So, I have decided upon a loose plan in which I can cover numerous niches without straying too far.

I have a page for posting my fiction in the form of short stories and poems. There is also a page dedicated to my love of Ceroc and all things dancing, while my blog will be reserved for my life and thoughts, family and friends and largely for you, the reader (and I sincerely hope, follower) to get to know the person beyond the page.

I plan to post at least one poem per week, one short story per month and I always do a write-up of Ceroc (dancing) events that we attend. I will post one or two of those each month and, who knows, I may one day inspire a reader to take up dancing. I will also post one or two general blog posts per month and I will post a monthly summary with links to the past month’s pages. Woohoo! I have a very loose version of a plan!

Thank you for visiting and I look forward to hearing from you.

Julie, aka Storytelling Dancer