Teresa Renton
Bio
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
Stories (72/0)
From First Cringy Blog Post to Winning Prizes
Did you ever write F*** all over a page? Big, bright bold letters etched so hard onto the paper that they almost scored right through? Call it Eternal Anger of a Teenage Mind on a Spotless Page. I like to view that as my first foray into flash fiction. A lot said with the utmost brevity.
By Teresa Renton9 months ago in Writers
365 Days of Happiness
THINK OF WATER AND HOW IT MOVES AROUND THE ROCKS. It always finds a way to flow around, above, and even underneath them. Water flows wherever it wants to flow, and does not stop or get held up by the rocks. It keeps its focus on its purpose … To stay true to your flow, don't make the rocks in your life the most important happenings. Instead, keep your focus on your purpose to flow, and with that, find other ways around them to be and live your truth.
By Teresa Renton10 months ago in BookClub
Gentle Stories of Discovery:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Asked just about every adult who first met me as a child. Depending on the day, my age, or which way the wind was blowing, my answers were consistent only in their resolution and finality.
By Teresa Renton10 months ago in Chapters
- Top Story - September 2023
The Gingerbread BakerTop Story - September 2023
So the gingerbread man sits on the fox's tail. And the fox begins to swim —The Gingerbread Man Ladybird book She baked gingerbread men daily—whole families of them—using her own recipe. Ginger, cinnamon, cloves, and nutmeg spiced the air as she swished her wooden spoon around her bowl, kneaded, rolled, and cut her figures. She'd even baked her own family—Mr Robinson and the children. It was the only way to guarantee a perfect family.
By Teresa Renton10 months ago in Fiction
Gentle Stories of Discovery: Chapter 1 - The Invitation
THE INVITATION It perched on the mantelpiece, aloof, self-assured, and provocative. A seemingly harmless rectangle of card bearing its messages in sophisticated font and branding colours. Yet I felt the thud of my heart each time I glanced in its direction. Too ashamed to respond, yet too frightened not to, I allowed the entire business of the invitation to consume me.
By Teresa Renton10 months ago in Chapters
- Top Story - August 2023