Angela Watt

He carries the phial of #hope close to his heart. On days like today he can feel it's heat and knows when the darkness falls it will emit a small ray of light. It's not a bright strong beam but it's enough to take one step and then the next. And that's all he needs. #vss365

Afternoon @JamesBlunt - not sure if you'll see this with all the tour stuff going on but my friend Victoria and her husband Lew are flying from Las Vegas to see your show in Manchester tomorrow (15th). Any chance of a shout out if that's a thing you do. It would make her day!

My first review of the 25 is up and it was a good one! Nothing better than starting the year with a page turner. Thank you @claremackint0sh #OtherPeoplesHouses #FfionMorgan detective series. You can check out my review here: littlewritespace.blogspot.co… #bookreview #booktwt #books

I finished a wonderful book by #AnnaBailey recently called #OurLastWildDays due out next April. If you've not read any of Anna's books, I'd recommend you rectify that and read #TallBones Here's my review on the upcoming book for those interested. #books littlewritespace.blogspot.co…

Rumour had it if you built too close to the #swamp, you were in danger. Locals knew it, developers ignored it. New folk from out of town bought the luxury mansions. The dogs and cats were the first to go missing and once that no longer satisfied, people were next. #vss365

She only found out the #impact of her jealous lies later when the police came knocking on her door. Beth, once her best friend was dead and Luke had gone missing, likely on the run. She put on her best smile for the officers and did what she did best and lied again. #vss365

When you open a book, you open a #portal to another world. No ticket is required. You can choose your destination and era. You can even choose adventure, romance or edge of your seat thrills. Snacks are optional. #vss365

I believe there’s a #portal. Through that door are my memories. Places I’ve loved, friends, a purring cat, stars and ice-cream flavours, the scrunch of sand between toes, moonlight on water. And you. Your face, your touch. And your name. Is it you who comes to me now? #vss365

When everything becomes too much and the world is screaming, I head to the sea. There I can #submerge, dip under the waves to the solace below. Silence, stillness. Reconnect with my true self. Above chaos. Below a sanctuary, letting myself fall deeper and deeper. #vss365

Part 2 Cousin Annabelle’s advice was succinct. But I wasn’t sure how to show off my #attributes. I mean how does one indicate they are a good letter writer, knowledgeable about birds & that they always ensure their partner wins at cards. I presume this is what she means. #vss365

She could feel his #ardour slipping slowly away, like prising off one of the gloves, mother insisted she wore. What could she do? She needed a proposal. The art of flirtation was not her strong point. She needed to write to cousin Annabelle. She’d have the answer. #vss365

'Do you have an #affinity for this type of work?' 'Oh yes, and I can start tomorrow.' 'Be here at 8 am then.' Tom stepped outside. Better look up affinity in a dictionary. Before tomorrow. The library would help. This was his chance. His last chance to turn it around. #vss365