Happy 200th birthday to Emily Bronté

Click here to listen to a wonderful interview about Emily, and of course Kate Bush gets a mention. Apparently, Emily was “chronically shy, anti-social and kept to herself”. Why doesn’t that surprise me? 🙂

A Brush With The Patriarchy: how to convert a travel diary into a personal essay

Listen while you read. This is the diary and personal essay of a woman’s personal journey of self-discovery and self-revelation in nature that leads her from the brink of domestic abuse and back to the safe harbour of liberated literatist. Grab a cup of coffee as this is very long. The essay follows after the more

Journal Entry – Grace

Journal – 26th January, 2018 He took me to Berwick Botanical Gardens this morning. We stood gazing at the scene at the lake both completely immersed in a world of our own but also of each other. We agreed a short story could be written and also a canvas painted from our vantage point: GRACE more

Why I Write – Terry Tempest Williams

It is just after 4:00 A.M. I was dreaming about Moab, Brooke and I walking around the block just before dawn. I threw a red silk scarf around my shoulders and then I began reciting in my sleep why I write: I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to more

Restaurant Review

Guess what happens when you throw a writer into the nuts, the bolts, the cogs of a wheel to witness the inner working of the hospitality business? It’s a very personal experience, especially when you consider that the writer is a foodie from way back who relishes the sampling and gourmandising of new and exotic more

Personal Essay for Uni – Can literature have an affect on and change lives?

I thought I’d share with you a Personal Essay I wrote for Uni. The prompt for this essay was “Can literature have an affect on and change lives?” Personal essays are written by writers who want to argue a point but also want to give insight into their own experience of what has brought them more

Persephone & Hades

Although he took, My purity & innocence, When my Hades came for me, No-one knows this, But I followed him willingly. He took advantage, Of my gullibility & naivety, When I frolicked through, The pasture of flowers, To introduce myself to him, oh so shyly. No-one knows that, All alone at night I yearned, In more

The Best Was Yet To Come, Sylvia

I know why you did it, Sylvia, When the world becomes too painful to bear, And seeking help means you’ll be returned to the chair, And it’s all turned black & white and lost its flavour, And each new mouthful is one less to savour, Suddenly your mind has wandered back into the lair, The more

Haiku (5,7,5) written November 2016

Would his love reach me? Cold, shy, distant, reserved, I longingly sing. I was a minor; No characterisation, And then I saw him. On the precipice, Of love, about to dive down, Search the lost & found. He entered my soul, Sat down, picked up the remote, Flicked through, never left. Divine Providence, Brought our more