I’m making a
conscientious effort this year to take better care of myself. Starting by
paying my skin some attention.
I’m an ‘all-or-nothing’
kind of girl. I’ll spend twenty minutes using everything I own. Or I’ll do nothing.
As soon as my mood goes, skin-care is always right behind it. But having
stopped a downward spiral a few times lately, I’ve also realised that feeling
fresh, clean and hydrated is an effective way of snapping myself out of it. Not
all the time, but it’s worth a try, right?
But I need to stop that preventing me from
doing it, even getting up a few minutes earlier to fit it in. My commute and
working environment means my skin takes a painful hit each day – and it doesn’t
take much for a break-out.
Having had a clear
through of products, I’m making the point of writing up my routine. It then won’t
look as daunting and, with any luck, I can persuade myself that it’s
worth-while doing every morning, no excuses.
Synopsis: This is a collection of fourteen stories of murder, mayhem, pathos, and philosophy, all set in the world of the Broken Empire.
Within these pages, you will find tales of men such as Red Kent, Sir Makin, Rike, Burlow and the Nuban, telling of their origins and the events that forged them. There is Jorg himself, striding the page as a child of six, as a teenage wanderer and as a young king. And then there is a tale about Prince Jalan Kendeth – liar, cheat, womaniser and coward.
To the new reader, welcome to a lawless world where wit and sword are the most useful weapons, and danger lurks as much in candle-lit palaces as in dark alleys and dense woodland. To those who have already journeyed with Jorg, we hope you will enjoy renewing old acquaintances with your favourite characters.
Synopsis: Drystan, Temple Knight of Lyonesse, is sent to retrieve the betrothed of his uncle, the Duke of Tintagel. This simple journey sets into motion a chain of events that upends the lives of three unsuspecting innocents and everyone they care about.
Betrayal, intrigue, jealousy, murder . . . And love will drive the human condition to its most extreme. Who will survive the emotional struggle and find true love in the end? Or will love be lost forever?
There are strange and dark forces working against the struggle in a very unsuspecting way. A healer with a remote background and a dark secret, a soldier with a penchant for debauchery and the moral high ground, and two mysterious brothers from the mystical island of Hy Brasil all have a stake in the outcome. And the stakes are higher than any of them could imagine.
Over the Christmas break,
I was really in the mood to catch up on a few films I hadn’t had the chance to
see. While I’ve given up writing full reviews for films, I wanted to do a
little snap-shot of how I felt.
In an age where everyone lives their lives
through a screen, no one has more celebrity status than fashion blogger,
Madeline Q. In a chance meeting, Tayler, loner and geek, is introduced to her
world of parties, fan worship, and seduction.
But as his own star rises, Madeline Q is arrested for murder. There’s just one
problem—there is no corpse. Tayler soon learns that fiction blurs reality on
Social Media Central.
Synopsis: This second season sees the tobacco plantations provide the wealth they promised but the status quo will soon be disrupted by births, deaths and broken marriages. Our pioneering settlers find themselves at the heart of adventure once more as new arrivals attempt to find their place in this foreign land.Relationships with the Native peoples afford some great influence in the town but no man, or woman, is going to give up their share of the Virginian riches without a fight.
2019 did not quite get
off to the start I was hoping for. I’ve had a difficult January. This is the
first year I’ve really noticed what people mean by it being a strange month and
everything feels like it has got away from me.
The main problem is I’ve
had a lingering cold for a month which turned into sinusitis (again). Not
feeling well meant I stopped the gym for about three weeks and completely undid
all the hard work I had done before Christmas. The headaches prevented me from using
the evenings in the way that I wanted and my weekends seemed to be focused on
cleaning and nothing else.