The beginning of a sort of series called ‘First Chapters.’ Read the beginnings of stories old and new. The second is called “The Sanctuary.”View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
The beginning of a sort of series called ‘First Chapters.’ Read the beginnings of stories old and new. The first one is called “Mad Daughter.”View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
Point of view.
A collection of writing from my point of view as Black British woman.
Last week, I returned to work and during that time we have prepared for when the school partially re-opens. I am not going to lie, it was one strange, hard week. Everything is upside down and the new systems in place to ensure social distancing is comepletely alien to how schools actually function. I am…
The white butterfly.
A short story on loss, written for a writing group a couple of years ago.
What a month!
The longest month of the year has officially ended YAY! Officially we know there are 31 days but, oh my word, do they feel longer. Especially when you are crawling towards payday. And if I am honest, this January has felt more like the world has gone “it’s 2020! let’s get this year really started.”…
Finding my forever name.
What a long a long and winding road, it is to be a writer. First, there is the whole being creative and maintaining it conundrum. Then there is the ‘taking yourself seriously and believing in yourself’ trial. Next is the ‘trying new approaches’ phase. It goes without saying that every dream is not without it’s…
1st year of work.
It has begun, my first step into the world of education. I have just finished my first year as apprentice teaching assistant in a local primary school. I was split between a year one and year six class and it would be an understatement to say that at times, I felt a little overloaded. I…