The Sunshine Blogger Award Rules:
Display the Award’s official logo somewhere on your blog.
Thank the person who nominated you.
Provide a link to your nominator’s blog.
Answer your nominator’s questions
Nominate up to 11 bloggers.
This morning in Cozyville, I poured myself a steaming cup of chamomile and honey, but before I could even take a sip, my heart whispered, “Write to Tasmin.”
Oh Tasmin… thank you. Thank you for nominating me for the Sunshine Blogger Award and for being such a bright, sparkly light in this little world of words we share. You don’t just write; you dance across the page with a whimsical energy that makes every line feel alive.
Every time I curl up to read your work, it’s like opening a secret map and following it into an enchanted garden full of laughter, adventure, and that rare kind of honesty that feels like a breath of fresh Cozyville air.
I picture us sitting in the Cozyville Treehouse, barefoot, legs dangling over the edge, sipping Rooibos and letting our words weave stories into the sky. You remind me how much beauty there is in being open, in letting your light shine even on the cloudy days.
So here’s me, raising my favorite teacup to you 🍵🌿✨. For your kindness. For your adventurous heart. And for always sprinkling a little magic wherever you go.
If Cozyville had a sun, I’m sure it would shine just like you.
🌸💛 With all the tea steam and gratitude in my soul
Bee the Whisperer
QuestionsDo you ever narrate your life like it’s a novel, or are you mentally stable?
Mentally stable …ya right , I'm far from that…is anyone really mentally stable 😣🙃🤣. I would say definitely conduct my life like a novel ..I got all the climax..ups and downs
What’s your villain origin story?
Villain origin story? Easy. Someone thought they could out sass me and steal my last cookie. That moment taught me two things… never let your guard down, and always keep a secret stash. Now I’m the tea witch of Cozyville, laughing softly in the corner, plotting how to build an empire out of leaves, poetry, and forgiveness. Dangerous? Only if you bring chaos into my peace.
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve Googled at 2am for “research”?
Ummm 🧐 okie dokie…so I've been looking for a “Toy Poodle” that would be my obsession nowadays at that time in the morning. My dog (frenchie) Dymond Passed away December 17th..2 years now . I'm ready for a little pup
How do you balance writing with being a human being? Or… do you just not?
Balance? I don’t think I do. The truth is, I am my writings. I slip so easily into my characters that sometimes I have to pause and remind myself where the fairytale ends and reality begins.
Writing feels like breathing for me. It’s not something I clock in and out of it’s stitched into the way I see the world, the way I love, even the way I heal. The Cozyville streets, the tea scented air, and the soft voices of my characters they’re as real to me as the sunlight coming through my window.
So maybe there’s no balance. Maybe it’s more like a dance between both worlds. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
If a stranger read your drafts, what would they assume about your mental health?
If a stranger peeked into my drafts, they’d probably clutch their tea and whisper, ‘This woman has lived a thousand lives.’ They’d see soft, tender words woven between stormy, chaotic ones and wonder how both can live in the same soul.
The truth is, my drafts are where my heart goes to spill unfiltered, raw, and alive. They might assume I’m a little unhinged, but they’d also see the depth, the healing, and the quiet magic I carry. My mental health? I’d say it’s as layered as Cozyville itself…whimsical on the surface, but rooted deep in shadow work and self love.
So yes, they’d have questions… but they’d also feel seen.
What’s your 'I swear I’m normal' writing habit that proves you are, in fact, not?
My ‘I swear I’m normal’ writing habit? Oh, where do I even begin… You’ll find me scribbling in random notebooks, emailing paragraphs to myself at 2 a.m., or leaving voice notes like I’m hosting a secret Cozyville podcast no one else is invited to. Sometimes I just lay on the floor like a Victorian poet, staring at the ceiling until the words decide to land.
I know it sounds chaotic, but somehow out of all that out of trauma, calamity, and a little Cozyville magic I managed to produce a whole book: Our Souls Danced…and currently working on the sequel 🙌🏼…So, maybe I’m not normal… but it works for me. And honestly, normal sounds a little boring anyway.
What's the color of your tooth brush?
The color of my toothbrush? Fluorescent green. But let me confess something… here in Canada, we don’t really brush our teeth. It’s part of the national charm, you know? Just vibes and maple syrup smiles.
But apparently society insists I maintain dental hygiene…so I let this blinding green toothbrush bully me into scrubbing my teeth every morning. I don’t brush because I want to. I brush because I’m forced to. One day I’ll break free and let my teeth live their best life… but today is not that day..lol 😆 annoyed yet..I'm so silly forgive me
When you were a child, how did you play? Were you lost in pretend worlds, muddy adventures, wild games of chase, or team sports beneath the sun?
💯 Lost in pretend world and very adventurous. Having a brother and a sister does that to you I guess playing in the creek, bike riding galavanting in the streets. Going to the corner store with no money 🤑 my brother thought I was his opponent in wrestling so let's say I should be the next UFC ladies champion 🏆 😆..don't get me started on being the middle child 🤣
If you came across your favorite magical creature in real life, what would it be, and what would you do?
My favorite magical creature would 100% be a tea fairy. She’d be tiny but mighty, with stained glass wings, curls that smell like chamomile, and a dress stitched from tea leaves.
If I came across her in real life, I wouldn’t scream or run I’d invite her to sit on the rim of my mug and whisper secrets into the steam. We’d swap stories, and she’d sprinkle a little Cozyville magic into my tea to help me write faster (or at least stay awake).
But knowing me, I’d probably get distracted and accidentally drink her. Then she’d be living in my soul forever, narrating my life in a soft, whimsical voice. And honestly? I wouldn’t even be mad.
Best read of this year so far?
The wife Upstairs.. McFadden Freida
The porcelain Moon..Janie Chang
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Nominations
(This wasn't easy ..Just saying)
🌸✨ Your Questions ✨🌸
1. If your soul had a tea blend, what would be in it and what would you name it? 🍵
2. You’re handed a magic pen that brings one of your characters to life for 24 hours. Who are you choosing and what chaotic or cozy adventures would unfold? ✍️✨
3. Where in your life do you secretly believe fairies or tiny magical creatures might actually live? 🧚🏽♀️
4. What song feels like it was written about you, and why? 🎶
5. Have you ever written something so raw and real that it scared you to share it? Did you end up sharing it? Why or why not? 🖤
6. If Cozyville were real, what shop, café, or home would you want to own there? 🏡
7. What’s your writing superstition? (A ritual, a weird habit, or something you “need” before words flow.) 🌿
8. You’re invited to a secret storytelling circle deep in the woods. The catch? You can only bring three words to share. What are they? 🌙
9. What’s the strangest place you’ve ever gotten a writing idea? (Be honest. Floor? Shower? In line at the grocery store?) 😂
10. If a reader described your writing style as a flavor, what flavor would it be? Sweet? Bitter? Spicy? 🍯
11. A character knocks on your door, hands you a suitcase, and says, “We’re going on an adventure, no questions asked.” Do you go? And where do you hope they’re taking you? ✨🚪
This is just chalk full of sweetness. 🥹 Thank you for your compliments as well.
I LOVE THIS! Thanks so much for nominating me 🥹 I had so much fun just reading this post. Where is it that we post our answers ? 😊🌸