1. – The Overall Feeling

The Guest House This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesas an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its furniture,still, treat each guest honourably.He may be clearing you outfor some new… Continue reading 1. – The Overall Feeling

Why I Decided to Write About My Eating Disorder

Writing has always been my go-to when I’m in a mental health muddle. It started with keeping a  diary after our Father died and I went to boarding school which I hated, I was incredibly homesick. We suffered endemic bullying, military routines and the house mistresses were more Miss Trunchbull than Ms Honey and I’d… Continue reading Why I Decided to Write About My Eating Disorder

Dissonance

Going for a walk and lost at the door Beating heart but you still can’t breath Loving the song but can’t hear the words Climbing a tree and can’t see the view Speaking aloud but nobody’s heard Meeting with friends but in another room Being held tight and floating away Reading a book but the… Continue reading Dissonance

Bed by Day

Brightness of day  But you see the dark Crave a positive mind Not a contrary heart Lighting a candle Your world is distorted Chances surround you Ideals that are thwarted Comfort under swaths A belly of dread Body is protected It’s all in your  head

Sea Glass

Keep searching for glistening colours  You need to look closely for the precious pieces, they’re always there  Find the fragments of sea glass  Small gems hidden amongst infinite sand and stones  They’ve survived the buffering of the waves  They have come through more beautiful than they were before Holding tiny glimpses of the past  Once… Continue reading Sea Glass

First Draft

12th June 2021. I was awake early, about 5 am no chance of getting back to sleep. My head was full of ideas for the last couple of chapters of my novel. So I went downstairs, fed the cats, made a cup of tea and sat at my laptop. I wrote for an hour and… Continue reading First Draft