Stop all the clocks
Here I am again on Tuesday 6th December 2011. My heart, throat and eyes so full behind the surface that I can...
Read out allThe Christmas Album
These songs have travelled with me through many seasons of faith, family, and quiet worship. Some are centuries old, some more recent, and one is my own. This album is...
Bea’s Friend 17.02.21
Bea’s Friend I look up and see him entering the café. I remember the first time; how my heart beat wildly and...
Read out allConfession… or The Rules of Writing
I don’t think there are any rules. Just fall in love with writing. I just sent this message to an acquaintance. I...
Read out allOne Take
I like to do things in one take. All or nothing. I’m a perfectionist and I don’t like wasting time repeating things...
Read out allTestimony
First, a bit of context. God has brought me through so much. I am a survivor of incest. A survivor of sexual...
Read out allThreads
Hello! It’s Monday the 28th of November 2011. It’s quite cold, so we have the heating on. So Saturday was november 26th....
Read out allPermission
On 16th January this year I finally realised this: I don’t need the permission of my abusers; they never sought mine. It’s...
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In
For my Alchemists
I feel afraid.Of writing my truth in a world that doesn’t want to hear it. In a world that has silenced me...
Read out allBeginning the Process 07.03.2021
Oh my God. So here we go. Oh my God. Oh my God ; a phrase I was never allowed to say...
Read out allMother-in-law 12.10.2020
She has the luxury of grandparenting. At one remove, able to see what I could be doing better. Able to give the...
Read out allPride Room
Protection. Or, as my phone decided by typo, Pride Room. Lions in all their splendour.
Read out allIn Praise of Tea. 17.11.2020
[17/11, 07:41] Me: On a totally different note… our kettle plug has fused into the socket 😬 it still works, but I’m...
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