Entries by Veronika Sophia Robinson

A life well lived

I have many ‘favourite’ moments of the day, but somewhere near the top is the feeling I have when I climb into bed each night. There’s a weariness to my bones, but also a deep sense of appreciation for a life well-lived and enjoyed. I am so grateful, as I sink down beneath the covers, […]

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The Barefoot Writer

I’ve been a bit quiet on the blogging front lately. The funny thing about writing is that I love doing it. It’s not a hardship. Some writers find it a painful process, and equate it to traumatic, medicated childbirth. I don’t struggle to put the word on the page. I never have. It’s interesting, too, […]

The Writer’s Campfire

I have fond memories of sitting around campfires. Sipping tea beneath the starry sky and chatting with friends, a full Moon rising beyond the pine trees, and the smell of wood smoke clinging to my clothes while the fire crackles and pops before me ~ ah, there’s nothing quite like it.   A campfire draws […]

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Children and Writing

Spring is here! I made the most of the gorgeous sunshine yesterday and began spring cleaning the garden, tidying up the branches and twigs from my husband’s recent pruning of the old plum trees. Included in my tidy up was the porch area where we store firewood. I found one of my children’s old wooden […]

Everyday Language: Watch your Mouth!

I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve turned the radio off because someone said ‘to be perfectly honest’. Why would someone bother even sharing information with you if they weren’t telling the truth? It used to be that some people would say ‘to be honest’, but now they’re going one step further and […]

Head in the Clouds

“Stop daydreaming, Veronika!” “Stop staring out the window!” “Get your head out of the clouds, Veronika.” These were the words I heard from my school teachers as I was growing up. The overriding message was: don’t daydream. Although I hated school, I wasn’t stupid. My report cards told a mixed story: English, Drama, Music, Swedish, […]

Growing up

The girls are back at school after a week of holidays. Today has been a day to just find my own space again, and orientate myself back into the school-week rhythm. In a few short weeks, my oldest daughter officially becomes an adult. My baby! Ah, how those years just disappear before your eyes. My […]

The Dance of Love

You’d think, as a romance novelist, that I’d be one of the first people putting my hand up to celebrate St. Valentine’s Day. The truth is that I’ve never celebrated it: not as a married woman, and not in my single days. Don’t get me wrong. I believe in love. I celebrate love. My home, […]