This Year’s Best Of Me

I think it can be terribly easy to fall into the trap of feeling embarrassed or unsure about celebrating your achievements. For a long time I would laugh and say any wins on my scoreboard were a fluke, or a mistake. I would deflect the compliments and play down my hard work. I can’t even […]

One Hundred Word Horrors

The Walls Have Eyes The nightmares started when my mother died. I tried to tell my doctor I saw faces in the walls. They cried out to me from rooms within my childhood home. He told me not to worry, that it was normal. “Pareidolia,” he said. “It’s a very common, human experience.” He doesn’t […]

Journey Tree

I had been plagued for weeks by a recurrent dream involving a tree, but of what species I could not tell. Its branches were long and its leaves were wide, and its trunk was smothered in patches of green moss and layers of loose bark. As I got closer to it, it reached out to […]

Even The Best Can Get Better

There is a sign on State Highway 2 near where I live in New Zealand aimed at motorcyclists. It says: “Even the best can get better.” Each time I drive past it, it makes me smile, because it speaks to me not as a motorcycle owner, but as an artist and writer, passionate about what […]

Child of the Sea

I’m a water baby, I’ve known that forever. I grew up by the North Sea and I swam in it quite regularly even though it’s bastard cold and murky grey and you’d be well advised not to swallow even a drop of it. The worst part of wearing hearing aids for me is having to […]

Dark Winds Over Wellington: The Audiobook

Listen to “Heat Pump” read by Tabatha Wood. Taken from “Dark Winds Over Wellington: Chilling Tales of the Weird & the Strange” (2019). One of the best parts of being an English teacher, I always felt, was reading aloud to the class. Even the most rowdy of students could be lulled into quiet concentration with […]

Future Imperfect

* < 400 word Flash fiction written for Dion’s Flashes of Inspiration at The Fine Toothed Comb. Inspired in part by the last message from the Mars Rover. Where were you when the red rains came? When the first flames rippled through the forests, with hot, bright fingers of pain. Did you turn to watch […]

Busy Bee, Busy Being Me

These past few weeks have been extraordinarily busy. I’ve spent a lot of time hunched, (apologies to my physiotherapist,) over my keyboard and churning out a steady stream of short stories. I’ve sent out six submissions in two weeks and I’m currently working on two more. I know these massive spurts of inspiration are likely […]

Finding My Way Back

My regular readers and followers will know that I frequently write for mental health. I’m also aware that this often turns people off too. “Oh great, she’s going on about depression again.” “Why does she always focus on the serious stuff?” “She must be pretty unstable if she has to keep focusing on all that.” […]