I thought I’d post another extract from my story – this time about Ivy and her sister… There were six years between us, but at the creek it never seemed to matter. We existed in a timeless bubble shin-deep in the creek’s shallows, with the moss between our toes. When we got tired of theContinue reading “Sisterhood (fiction)”
I’ve been thinking a lot about the differences between people lately.
We’re here again, the cusp of a brand new year. Usually tonight’s the night I drink too much and have a little cry to myself in the toilets about the inevitability of time before reemerging at the Big Countdown to hold hands and slur what I think could be the words to Old Lang Syne and pass out in a teary,Continue reading “5 Things I learnt in 2015”