I have always been the anxious sort which is a difficult thing to admit. I often think I was carved out of anxiety, small, ivory coloured bones scored and polished with fear whilst folded into my mothers womb so that when I left, eventually, it would be as a captive of an over-worked nervous system. For a long time … Continue reading The Lump of Anxiety.
I am over at the brilliant Twisted Sister Lit Mag today with a twisted tale. Enjoy. https://twistedsisterlitmag.com/2017/01/05/fiction-daddy-has-red-lips/
Like many, I too loved Carrie Fisher. Carrie was an intelligent, funny, straight forward, sharp, humble, talented star who we shall all miss. From her iconic role as Princess Leia in Star Wars to her many candid but hilarious books to her constant work as a mental health advocate, she was an incredible lady who … Continue reading Goodnight Carrie Fisher.
1) There are no rules about how you should look. The rules you think are rules are well thought out manipulative campaigns by a beauty industry feeding on the disposable income in your purse or wallet.
Final thoughts on Trump. 1) 30.9 % of people voted for Trump. 2) The fact they did tells you all you need to know. People want change, they are sick of career politicians, they are worn down by neoliberalism which Hilary represented. Donald offered an alternative for some and so jaded were they, they … Continue reading My Ten Thoughts On Trump.
Not so long ago, I sat outside in the garden, a swath of blue sky above my head, the warm sun on my face. I could smell the clove laden Viburnums and the softer Daphnes, see the papery roses zigzagging the fence, the Magnolia with its small creamy flowers stood in a bright ceramic pot. Fat little bumble bees fed on delicate flowers and Butterflies skimmed past like tiny fragments of silk floating through the hot air.
It's World Mental Health Day. I have to admit this year I might have forgotten, if I hadn't been on Facebook and noticed a friend saying she was trying to wrote something. I, in the interests of inspiration, then asked my friends what I should write about and found myself swamped with ideas. As I couldn't cover all of their insightful suggestions, I decided to pick just one. So here it is.
I never thought I would give up smoking. When I think about the last twelve months I am more than mildly shocked that I kicked the habit. I began smoking at fourteen. I skipped school and went to the airport with my friends one day, because school was boring and airports are terrifically exciting. They … Continue reading I Stopped Smoking A Year ago. You Can Do It Too
I stood in the foyer. A woman sat at a desk behind me, cooped in by the glass partition that separated us. Her silver glasses hung on a cord around her neck, perched now on her sizable chest and she typed away at the computer with chipped red nails. ‘Can you stop doing that,’ I … Continue reading I Don’t Believe In Psychiatry.