I’m Just Curious, But… : Would You Tell Your Friend They’re Being Cheated On?

I posted a question on Facebook yesterday. It said:  Hypothetical question. No judgement. I'm just curious. If you know for a FACT that a friend of yours has been or is being cheated on by their significant other, would you tell them? I've now been in two relationships where both partners have cheated, and people… Continue reading I’m Just Curious, But… : Would You Tell Your Friend They’re Being Cheated On?

I Finally Grew Into My Sexuality

I took these photographs several months ago, after a liberating time in Iceland, where I essentially grew into my sexuality. It's taken thirty-five years to fully open up to how valuable sex is to me. Thirty-five years to realise who I am as a sexual being and what my body is capable of when I… Continue reading I Finally Grew Into My Sexuality

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

Root Yourself, Earth-Sign

"But we know, damnit all—we KNOW: our dark, the one that we are and have, is where we grow. So, as ever, root yourself, Earth-sign. Root yourself and do as things growing in the dark do. Wait—and grow immense and undeniably present in yourself." - Nafre, my friend who bleeds wisdom.

All Those Summer Nightmares : Self-Portraits June/July/August

This devastatingly hot summer is one I would rather forget for reasons I'll inevitably discuss with a therapist. Depression has his heavy paws on my shoulders, so I don't have what it takes today to really talk about my photographic journey these past few months. Also, WordPress has fucked around with the editing functions since… Continue reading All Those Summer Nightmares : Self-Portraits June/July/August

Cunning Folk Magazine : The Air Issue

I was depressed and suicidal when the debut issue of Cunning Folk emerged a few years ago. I wanted it badly. But I didn't buy it. It was around £15 or so, with the postage and packing and the ever-so-miserable voice in my ever-so-heavy head said I couldn't afford it. I watched, from a distance, as this new… Continue reading Cunning Folk Magazine : The Air Issue

A Wyrd Of Her Own

Oh, hi there. I last posted a stupidly long time ago. Between the times of yore and now, a fair bit has gone on. Five of the most significant things include: moving into a cottage in the North York Moors National Park, revolutionizing my relationship with food*, deleting Instagram, creating balanced days* and not giving up… Continue reading A Wyrd Of Her Own

My Favourite Books From 2021 – Part Three

Ah fuck. I started this entry much later than I initially planned. I have a good excuse, though. I've been working on my Year Compass for most of the day and was determined to get it completed. Curious? You can download your Year Compass here. It'll be beneficial if you're still unsure about what you… Continue reading My Favourite Books From 2021 – Part Three

My Favourite Books From 2021 – Part Two

I have hauled myself away from Etsy - where I've been looking at chainmail bras and swords - to write this post. I've lit a candle and put on Darkher's gorgeous new song Lowly Weep in an attempt to focus my fluttering attention span. It's getting somewhat ridiculous now, and it's starting to worry me.… Continue reading My Favourite Books From 2021 – Part Two