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Happy Birthday Mr Tarantino

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Today is the birthday of one of my heroes, Quentin Tarantino. His work inspires me to keep writing, and keep working so that maybe some day I could create art like some of masterpieces he has over the years.  I remember the first time I saw a Tarantino movie; it was Pulp Fiction and I was way too young to be watching it. My mum and dad always let me watch movies I shouldn't - my sister often reminds me of being a toddler pointing an imaginary gun at my dad and saying 'f**k you ass***e' in a Schwarzenegger accent! The adrenalin scene in Pulp Fiction terrified me and it wasn't untill I was about 15 that I saw it again and fell in love with it.  Tarantino writes dialogue that I could listen to all day. Some of the conversations and monologues that he creates are so memorable you can't help but recite along to when you're watching. Samuel L. Jackson got some fabulous examples of these in PF but this is true of all of his movies. Inglorious Bastards made me an instan...

How do you love the skin you are in?

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Why is it that no matter if you are tall, short, fat, thin, black, white, athletic or strong, we all go through some level of self loathing at some point in our lives. Some of us never escape it. Before I had babies I have to say I was quite a body confident person. I was a little heavier than what was healthy to be but aesthetically I didn't mind that. I was curvaceous and so looked good in the 50s style clothes that I like to wear. During pregnancy I ballooned but forgave myself for it because the human body is a magical thing! I breastfed and after a lifestyle change of healthier eating, the baby weight has gone, and some.  Now heading towards my mid-thirties I weigh what I did as a teen; but the reflection in the mirror doesn't quite look the same. I think it's that thing of, if you're born with straight hair, you want curly hair or if you have blue eyes you want brown eyes. When people talk about having babies you often hear them complain about stretch marks, and w...

A Poem For Mother's Day

Motherhood Is Motherhood is... Making yourself a lovely lunch Then sharing it out,  Because they have to have a munch.  Motherhood is... Knowing all the characters on CBeebies And singing all the theme tunes,  Since they dominate the TVs. Motherhood is... Paintings from nursery in a pile; Choosing which to showcase  And which to 'file'. Motherhood is... Waking up at the crack of dawn And hearing 'I've pooed in my nappy', Before you've had time to yawn. Motherhood is... Jabs and injections, fevers and snot; Thank God for Calpol; Without it we'd lose the plot. Motherhood is... Rushing to get in the car on time, Then banging their head, 'Whoops! You'll be fine'. Motherhood is... Baskets and baskets of dirty clothes; No socks that match  And holes in the toes. Motherhood is... Finding handprints and 'art' on the walls, And keeping spare paint in To re-decorate the halls. Motherhood is... Late night visits to A&E; Holding their head still ...

Reading For You

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Over the last few years I've found that with a busy life and two young children I have barely had chance to read. Reading is one of my favourite things to do and I have a massive bookcase with hundreds of books that I have had no choice but to buy, yet they sit there gathering dust! With the struggles of the last year, like many I've realised the importance of looking after your mental health, giving yourself a break and time out from the doom and gloom of the news and reality of an isolating lockdown.  I don't know about you, but I find that the bad thought demons are worse at night, especially when you are laying in bed; depriving you of sleep and therefore setting you up to be exhausted and fretful the next day.  Well I've decided that no matter what time I get to bed, I will pick up a book again and read a few pages until I am reading with just the one eye open. The distraction of the story blocks out the bad thoughts and allows me to wind down. It sounds so simple ...

One For The Girls

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First proper blog post and I'm going in deep with this one!  Today I am grateful for my health. It's only the 2nd of March and already this year I've had two x-rays, an MRI, two ultrasounds and a hysteroscopy! My second ultrasound was following on from my MRI which showed up a cyst on my right ovary. I don't know about anyone else but when I get a letter detailing something like that my flight or fight kicks in and I have to make a sharp run to the loo! You see my mum passed away at just 46 from bowel cancer, which was utterly devastating, but prior to that in her early 30s she had cervical cancer, which she survived. So when anything abnormal appears for me I assume that that's it; I'm next. Since losing my mum at 17 I have felt like I'm destined to die young too...horribly morbid I know, but I just can't shift it.  Luckily for me today the cyst showed to have disappeared on its own on the ultrasound which was a massive relief and right now I feel as li...

New Month, New Blog!

Welcome to Roxy-Rose Writing's new blog! Through this blog I aim to provide opportunities to discuss topics such as entertainment and current affairs and inspire others to be creative, have fun and form a supportive community of readers and writers. Do get in touch with me at info@roxy-rose.co.uk if you have any queries. I look forward to meeting you all!