An exploration of the creative process and writing for positive mental health.
How do my children see so much with gentle eyes that absorb those things that I, older and yet still so inexperienced, know of so little. How can they still smile when all those raw images, projected into them without consent, still race, pulsate toy with their private thoughts. How do they hear the vulnerable
I am a writer. I am entirely confident in making this declaration because not only do I write absolutely every single day, but also I do not feel like I have any choice in this. I carry my phone, and a notebook and pen with me everywhere, because when inspiration strikes, it quite literally sinks
I have found, Through time, through experience, Through facing and conquering the many challenges life has thrown at me To catch, And release, That there is always place for hope. Hope through change. Hope within love. That where anger once tried to diminish me, Forgiveness holds the true strength to heal and resolve. And I
A lot of things change when you make the decision to emigrate, and in some ways the actual move can be the least hard. Culture shock, and it’s ongoing effects, influence so many areas of an immigrant’s life, and it can feel like no sooner have you established yourself in one phase, another challenge will
I have a dream, well, perhaps more of a desire really, to be able to stand up in front of an audience of my peers and read some of my written work aloud. I used to be quite good at it when I was at school, with my teachers often choosing me to read aloud
I’ve got a lot of things wrong with me, from a health perspective. I’ve worn hearing aids since I was 11, spectacles since age 13. I had braces at that point too. My teenage years were an interesting challenge, let’s put it that way. I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes at 15, IBS at