I posted what you're about to read on social media. I thought it ought to have a home here too. P.S. In light of my life being upended, my blogging has been neglected, so I'll be leaving behind the 100 Days Of Blogging series and will come back to posting regularly when I feel ready… Continue reading Write It Out
Tag: My Wyrd Life
36 Today But In Dog Years I’m Dead
It's most certainly been a day. Not the happiest birthday I've ever had, nor the saddest. I was going to write a book-length post about 36 things I've learned in the 36 years I've been alive. But I've probably not learned enough to be qualified to write such a thing, especially considering my track record… Continue reading 36 Today But In Dog Years I’m Dead
The Death Knell Of My Love
I've just come back from a hike. The death toll from the dark and treacherous country lanes was high: Two hedgehogs One rabbit One pheasant One frog My pride (I wore my fluorescent yellow jacket for the first time tonight, as it starts getting dark absurdly early now.) I'd planned to use my walk to… Continue reading The Death Knell Of My Love
The Horrors Of The End
It's been twelve days since I bolted from my partner's apartment and fled through downtown Reykjavik, frantically searching for somewhere to duck into where I could order a drink, plug in my laptop and figure out what in hell my next move would be. I'd just discovered abhorrent details of what my partner had been… Continue reading The Horrors Of The End
What Wyrd Shit Is She Up To Now?
Well met, friends. Hope you're all having a better week than me. I haven't been feeling good for a while now. It like I have the flu that can't decide if it wants to be full-on flu or not, so it's just toying with me. As a result, my concentration is buggered, and I'm not… Continue reading What Wyrd Shit Is She Up To Now?
Carry The Fire – Some Quotes For Those Who Write
I am in a peculiar and uncomfortable headspace at the moment and it's making writing poetry difficult. A few weeks ago, after a particularly rough writing day where I produced a poem that better identifies as drivel, I found myself overwhelmed by and then trapped with the idea that every poem I'd write from then… Continue reading Carry The Fire – Some Quotes For Those Who Write
We Of The Craft Are All Crazy – Things From The Pages Of My Notebook
It's been a little while since I've done one of these - you can read the first one here if you like - and I was going through my notes today anyway, so I thought I'd share with you some choice pickings. If anything peaks your interest and has you reaching for your own notebook,… Continue reading We Of The Craft Are All Crazy – Things From The Pages Of My Notebook
Where To, Hair? Part II
If you come here regularly, you might recall me grumbling about my hair and its lack of volume the other day, and that I was thinking about doing something drastic to it, i.e. adding to layers or going short. Thankfully, a fellow long haired female friend warned me that getting layers when you have long,… Continue reading Where To, Hair? Part II
Death, You Should Have Warned Me You Were Coming
My Nanna and I were close when I was small and blonde. She is one of the people who shaped me into this woman who's writing to you today. This wyrd, crazily enthusiastic, deeply passionate woman who never wants to do life half arsed. But then something happened, and our relationship started to come away… Continue reading Death, You Should Have Warned Me You Were Coming
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 