Five strangers in Florence
A few weeks ago, though it already feels like another life, I sat outside in the warm Italian sun with the cityscape of Florence before me. I was slowly getting … Continue reading
Barriers to happiness
I bought a writing bureau the other day. It was a last minute purchase, full of heady desire, urgency and opportunity. It appeared in a Facebook group for pre-loved goods … Continue reading
Doing because we do
Have you ever kept doing something because that’s what you do? You kept going, long after the hunger for it was gone and long after the curiosity and energy went … Continue reading
Hush, no-one cares
I’m sitting in a room high above Rathdowne St, facing my creative demons. It’s a writer’s class. Not the insufferable kind where we talk about characters and narrative arcs and … Continue reading
