Category Archives: Creative Writing


I start work at 7:30 am some mornings, and although its early I often have a lot of time just to think. London is a little bit quieter at 6:30 on my journey in…

In the past 3 weeks, I suffered a bad MCL knee injury (ligament related), which I am still having diagnostic tests and treatment for. I didn’t realise how much it had got me down until someone at work asked me why I was so quiet and not as cheerful as I usually am. And then I took a second to think, and actually reflected on how I had been acting for the past few weeks, and it was pretty shitty – even if I hadn’t actually realised it.

When I think about it now, I do feel really selfish. Although the pain is moderate, it isn’t actually that getting me down, but the fact that I can’t exercise for a while or play volleyball! Which in the scheme of things, isn’t actually that bad!

As I’m quite active most days, it was a shock to the system to not be able to walk properly, and I think it just built up all these negative emotions, that other people could see! I have had a lot of help too, which some people don’t get. I live about 20 minutes walk from my Station on my journey to work, so my Mum has been dropping me every day, bless her!

I know things could be a lot worse…. so I am trying my hardest to remain positive. I have actually now considered how hard it is for people on crutches or with knee trouble to get around in the City, to be honest I used to be an impatient Londoner, briskly walking within the sea of commuters, but I can now empathise with those that are a little slower… especially because for now I am one of them.

I have also spoken to so many others on the tube or overground that get on with their crutches or knee supports, and its sparked so many conversations. Some are injured from Sport or fitness related like myself, and some from a fall, or general joint trouble. I didn’t realise how common they were, and how many people suffer. It generally makes me thankful that I am still able to walk without much pain now that it’s healing, and that I will be able to in the future, and I know some people won’t.

Stay Positiveeee!

Elena xxx

Raspberry & Chia Seed Jam

Simple Sweetness without the Sugar!

This is my favourite berry mix that I put on top of oats, with yoghurt, or on peanut butter on toast.

150g Frozen Raspberries
150g Frozen Blueberries
150g Fresh Raspberries
150g Fresh Blueberries
1 Medium Orange – Juiced
2 Tablespoons of Chia Seeds
4 Tablespoons of Honey

Leave the frozen berries and chia seeds to defrost overnight in the fridge or for 4 hours at room temperature.

Once defrosted, add the rest of the fresh berries and the orange juice and lightly mash. I like to leave mine a little bit lumpy instead of too runny.

Once the consistency is how you like it, spoon in the honey, adding more for sweetness.

Leave the mixture in room temperature for another hour, and then serve!


Elena xxx


Happy International Woman’s Day!


Maya Angelou – Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

The Day I Left My Home Pt.1

I think about returning
as I start to wake,
I let myself get lost in a golden haze
of soaring sun and childhood days
before I sink back into the unknown.
My daughter slumped on the back of her brother
across one border to another
lessening the load for his mother
as I attempt to fight our way,
over seas and ideologies
in search of a safer place for us to stay
which started that day
I left my home.


And the new…2017!

Happy New Year Everyone!

I hope you all started the year off healthy and well… I’ve missed you all.

Actually getting stuff down on paper (or screen) this year has been a lot harder than I estimated, mainly a timing issue… but I’m aware that’s a poor excuse. One of my aims this year is to publish at least one peice a month, poetry, travel excerpts, short stories, diary entries. I miss communicating to all the other writers and readers out there!

How have you all been? What are your aims for the year?

I absolutley love the beginning of a year, so many people find it depressing? I guess after all the celebrations at the end of the previous year you may feel flat. But I always see it as a time to re-evalutate where I am, and make plans for where I want to be. It’s a time to improve & start afresh. It’s a time to be excited :)

I am looking forward to all this year has to bring and sharing it with you guys! And also looking forward to hearing whats new with you all…

Elena xxx