I'm a woman who has her heart in two parts. Half of my heart is given away to the ice of the High Arctic, to the vast glaciers and imposing icebergs, to the singing aurora borealis and silent mountain peaks. The other half of my heart is given away to the forests of my homeland… Continue reading Reading In The Dark : Gossip From The Forest
If there's one band that I can always rely on to lift my spirits, it's Crown Of Asteria. It's been that way for a long, long time. (I feel so damn proud that I'm actually in a band with the incredible Meghan Wood, the woman behind this most prolific project!) Today, I'm sharing an awe… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Crown Of Asteria
If I don't like a book, I tend to quietly close it and never mention it again. I don't usually go public with my disappointment. But, on this occasion, I felt it was important to share my grief. Because that's really what I'm feeling today, a whole load of grief and disappointment. I was waiting… Continue reading Reading In The Dark : The Terror
I am so, so thrilled to be bringing this interview to you today. Anita Arora of the jewellery and leather accessories brand SIGIL has been a friend of mine for several years, and I’ve been watching in awe as she has built her business up. In the circles I move in, it’s rare to encounter… Continue reading Interview : Anita Arora Of SIGIL
I've been feeling musically malnourished recently. For everything I've been trying out the past few weeks, my reaction has been like this: Nope, next, nope, next, nope, next... It's been making me feel pretty fucking sad, to be honest. I'm like a different person when I have good, new music in my life. So today,… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Gaahl’s Wyrd
I wrote this poem back in 2017. Facebook reminded me of it today. I've read it over and over again this evening. I've needed to. I hope it reaches another woman who needs it too. To All The Women Who Have Died To Live To all the women who have lived and died and lived… Continue reading A Poem For All The Women Who Have Died To Live
In recent days, I've been seeing the name Jenny Greenteeth pop up in comments on my favourite place on the Internet - the Folk Horror Revival group on Facebook. Why I haven't taken the time to look into Jenny before I don't know. The other day, I thought to myself: 'Eh, she won't be that… Continue reading Art Of Jenny Greenteeth
Whenever I was at my Granddad's house, he always used to say 'everything here is yours, take whatever you want.' He was a good Yorkshire man with a solid heart and a decent word for everyone. He loved his countryside, his flat cap, and his bargains. One bargain of his was a copy of Folklore,… Continue reading Reading In The Dark : Folklore, Myths And Legends Of Britain
I don't like summer. I find myself wishing for it to be over even before it's properly begun. So, today I'm drowning out the sound of kids happily playing in the balmy heat with the song Miri it is while sumer ilast - performed by the brilliant Ensemble Belladona - knowing that it'll be over… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Ensemble Belladonna
Back in the beautiful 90s (yes, I do miss them very much) deep within a tangled wood in a Yorkshire moorland valley, sat Baba Yaga's hut. I was seven when I first learned about it, and I was told, extremely convincingly, that it stood on chicken legs and would wander around at will. I was… Continue reading Art Of Baba Yaga
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 