Angela Watt
@littlewritespace.bsky.social
Writer. Lover of books, cats and cheese. Favourite reads - gothic, ghosts, crime and novels set in academia. Obsessed with journals, ink and typewriters.
Current Read: The Repentants - Kate Foster
Current Read: The Repentants - Kate Foster
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Angela Watt
@littlewritespace.bsky.social
· Nov 13
As way of introduction, here are 10 favourite 📚📚
The Great Gatsby (Fitzgerald)
The Secret History (Tartt)
Fingersmith (Waters)
The Magic Faraway Tree (Blyton)
Wintering (May)
Wild (Strayed)
Tall Bones (Bailey)
The Santaland Diaries (Sedaris)
A Christmas Carol (Dickens)
The Glass Castle (Walls)
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The Great Gatsby (Fitzgerald)
The Secret History (Tartt)
Fingersmith (Waters)
The Magic Faraway Tree (Blyton)
Wintering (May)
Wild (Strayed)
Tall Bones (Bailey)
The Santaland Diaries (Sedaris)
A Christmas Carol (Dickens)
The Glass Castle (Walls)
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We fall #enchanted under their spell. Delicate white heads push up through the frozen ground and despite frost and snow and ice, they prove that if we can be resilient and persevere, Spring will be right along. We just need to be patient a little longer. #vss365
February 16, 2026 at 6:08 PM
We fall #enchanted under their spell. Delicate white heads push up through the frozen ground and despite frost and snow and ice, they prove that if we can be resilient and persevere, Spring will be right along. We just need to be patient a little longer. #vss365
February 16, 2026 at 12:33 PM
Thank you to @nathanbrazil.bsky.social for the last two weeks. A wonderful selection of inspiring words I tried to show up as often as I could to submit my own vss and to read the work of others. Wishing you a restful Sunday #vss365
February 15, 2026 at 7:39 AM
Thank you to @nathanbrazil.bsky.social for the last two weeks. A wonderful selection of inspiring words I tried to show up as often as I could to submit my own vss and to read the work of others. Wishing you a restful Sunday #vss365
In the #lacuna of my dreams you come. I hold you close, whispering words of love and share all you’ve missed. As day breaks you are torn from me and I return to long days of nothingness assuring others I’m fine for what else is there to say. I yearn for sleep, when we’ll meet again. #vss365
February 13, 2026 at 7:39 AM
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3:17 a.m., the lights flickered.
And in the breathless hush that followed, a #lacuna opened where the truth used to live.
Clocks kept ticking, but the seconds felt hollow, like something had slipped between them.
Not gone. Not broken. Just carefully removed, leaving behind a smiling void.
#vss365
And in the breathless hush that followed, a #lacuna opened where the truth used to live.
Clocks kept ticking, but the seconds felt hollow, like something had slipped between them.
Not gone. Not broken. Just carefully removed, leaving behind a smiling void.
#vss365
February 13, 2026 at 6:23 AM
The #ache in my #bones tells me something #dark is approaching. I #touch you gently on the wrist waking you from sleep.
‘We must go,’ I say.
‘Again?’
But you rise and pull on clothing laid out by the bed. Always ready. For we have grown to trust my intuition and so far it has kept us safe. #vss365
‘We must go,’ I say.
‘Again?’
But you rise and pull on clothing laid out by the bed. Always ready. For we have grown to trust my intuition and so far it has kept us safe. #vss365
February 12, 2026 at 9:00 PM
We stare at the girl left in the woods like discarded rubbish someone couldn’t be bothered to take home. Despite the sun you grow #pale.
‘Your first?’ I ask.
You nod.
‘It gets easier.’ It seems the right thing to say. But it’s 18 years for me. Each one still feels like the first time. #vss365
‘Your first?’ I ask.
You nod.
‘It gets easier.’ It seems the right thing to say. But it’s 18 years for me. Each one still feels like the first time. #vss365
February 8, 2026 at 9:19 AM
You winced, dropping the knife and I pushed our thumbs together.
#Blood sisters now,’ I announced. ‘We’ll be friends forever, stand up for each other.’
But when the day came, you looked away, stood with the other girls, your new friends and my thumb throbbed with the pain of loss. #vss365
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#Blood sisters now,’ I announced. ‘We’ll be friends forever, stand up for each other.’
But when the day came, you looked away, stood with the other girls, your new friends and my thumb throbbed with the pain of loss. #vss365
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February 7, 2026 at 9:34 AM
In the book of #wounds your name was there right next to mine scratched in midnight blue ink. When did it begin this hurtful game. The clerk asked if I wanted to settle my debt. I wasn’t sure I knew how. He said it started with sorry. I said I’d try and I watched as the ink faded a smidge. #vss365
February 6, 2026 at 10:33 PM
Sunshine hit the gold tramlines etched into his skin, exposed for all to see. Kintsugi - if you could repair a broken pot, why not a broken man. People stared, a child ran and touched the #wound on his hand gently, smiled. A young woman invited him to sit. ‘Tell me,’ she said and he did. #vss365
February 6, 2026 at 8:25 AM
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Houses stand where our crooked orchard once breathed. At night the #ghost trees return, pressing through floorboards, hanging small red apples in the dark. Their sharp-sweet scent wakes the tongue; yellow flesh remembers every vanished hand. By morning, bloated brown fruit sours the rooms.
#vss365
#vss365
February 4, 2026 at 8:15 AM
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It wasn’t #pain, it was a sliver of glass in her heart, a rucksack of rocks on her back, a black hole in the core of her being. It dragged her soul down to hell’s coals. And it chilled her like the snow dusting the tiny headstone and mound of earth. #vss365
a cemetery filled with graves and trees in the fog
ALT: a cemetery filled with graves and trees in the fog
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February 3, 2026 at 2:20 PM
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February 3, 2026 at 8:14 AM
Standing here looking at the sea, brings back the hurt. Nostalgic salty tears streak my cheeks and a #pain I’m long familiar with spreads from my heart. I need to return to the city. There I’m safe. The claustrophobia of it, holds me together. Here the openness lets the memories flood in. #vss365
February 3, 2026 at 8:03 AM
Looking at the others I see they’ll miss you. You showed them kindness, made them laugh and they were part of your world. Yet not me. Your absence in my life runs like a fault line through my body and old memories ignite pushed down #pain and the child inside cries for what could have been. #vss365
February 3, 2026 at 7:50 AM
He took me to a club for wretched souls. Inside a large group were drinking themselves into oblivion, Others danced. Many remained pressed to the walls, almost invisible. Sadness weighed heavy and my own #soul began to slip away. ‘Let’s go,’ I said. I came to forget not to be reminded.’ #vss365
February 2, 2026 at 7:23 AM
One day, my #shadow walked away. I ran after him. ‘Where are you going?’
He simply bowed and then saluted, silent as always and then turned and left. I’d never seen his back, never seen him so light footed. Jaunty almost. And he was wearing a hat, that he tipped at a lady making her smile. #vss365
He simply bowed and then saluted, silent as always and then turned and left. I’d never seen his back, never seen him so light footed. Jaunty almost. And he was wearing a hat, that he tipped at a lady making her smile. #vss365
February 1, 2026 at 9:20 AM
January 31, 2026 at 11:59 AM
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He's MadMen handsome
His hair part is pure art
Crisp shirt & silk tie lead the eye
The #thrum of my heart when he gazes at me
Cut glass arctic blue
Electricity
Yes, he'll do
His style's a step out of time
Sets him apart
But
I want to see him mussed up
Sleepyheaded
Uncurated
#VSS365 #poem
His hair part is pure art
Crisp shirt & silk tie lead the eye
The #thrum of my heart when he gazes at me
Cut glass arctic blue
Electricity
Yes, he'll do
His style's a step out of time
Sets him apart
But
I want to see him mussed up
Sleepyheaded
Uncurated
#VSS365 #poem
January 30, 2026 at 8:09 AM