Bronwyn Writes

Red, blue, green and yellow – a smorgasbord of coloured balloons of various shapes and sizes, bobbed above the poster “Happy Birthday, Dylan”. This is the standard billboard for these kinds of events. The children’s voices, shrill and merry, a hullabaloo of party pandemonium grew louder with each step. Candy-saturated and cake gorged faces greeted the late arrival at my side, and in a second, my son disappeared amongst a blur of face painted buddies. Alone, I turned to brave the clique of mothers seated at the tea table. Painfully and embarrassingly aware of every move of my awkward frame, I approached the women with a self-conscious smile. The voices in my head were critical: you should have washed your hair; why didn’t you put some make-up on; and what were you thinking putting on that oversized, floral-print top? A glance to my left revealed a happy and enthusiastically received boy perched barefoot, atop a jumping-castle parapet. “Look at me, mom!” he yelled before he leapt with...

Had a challenging hike up The Crack and down the Mudslide in Drakensberg on Saturday. I fell down twice and grazed my leg on a branch. Thought we heard a large animal breathing nearby and baboons were barking when we walked through one if the rainforests in the dark. This experience coupled with the runaway fire one has given me an idea for a story. Just have to write it now.

It finally happened. On 14 December 2010, my first novel was released by Nollybooks. It is entitled "Lights, Camera, Love" and it is a chick-lit. I enjoyed writing it as got to reminisce about my childhood holidays spent in Ixopo, and I got to relive first love. In February of 2011 I was invited to be a guest on the e-TV morning show, Sunrise. What a blast! Then, I was pleased to see Nollybooks feature on CNN too. I hope this is just the beginning. Visit Nollybooks at www.nollybooks.co.za for more info on this and other novels by the same publisher.

Words In words I find my peace With words man was created Without words I will cease. My words bring me comfort My words bring me joy To pain - my words give a voice To love - my words give choice Words - so many! Which to choose? Today I write - the letters fuse – Screaming, Bleeding, Loving, Needing, inkless on this virtual page Words my saviour - me the sage Thank you words - for being my friend For giving me safety - a netted blend of letters, names, phrases and verbs In the beginning - the word In the end - the word Forever - words. Wise Oracles Real Divine and Spiritual... WORDS.

I left you, one centimetre, one milestone at a time. I watched you watch me leave – one year at a time. You praised my progress and encouraged me all the way, Until the day I left and you grew silent, for a moment. You praised my independence, but I saw your pain – it was mine too. In the wings you watch and catch me when I fall – still. You speak of when you will leave me and I grow silent. For that day, that hour, I curse. This fruit of your womb fears life without you, For the cord was cut but we were not unbound. Upon your death, I will be your legacy, you say. Someone to hold your hand on your last day. But, I don’t think I’ll have the strength to face that! Who will hold me then? Who will catch my tears and tell me it’ll be ok? This merry-go-round of life and death makes no sense at all, So I cling to the moments I have now, I embrace them big and small. Love can be painful and unkind. The fruit of it is what we leave behind. I know my time will come too when I will leave my two....