I have had lucid dreaming for years. When I was a child I had night terrors which are basically like lucid dreaming whilst also sleep walking. Read the rest of this entry »

I had to renew my prescription this week for the small amount of atypical anti psychotic medication that helps me cope with life and found myself talking about medication and the concept of ‘being oneself’. Read the rest of this entry »

I was asked, if I was a religious person would I pray for someone’s autistic child that this child would become ‘reachable’.

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When my first book, Nobody Nowhere was up for publication my landlord helped deal with the business side of things, with my agent and publishers.

We had several bidders for the book, each with their own take on things. We were offered more by one company but the publisher came into the house having just done a horrifically violent book about a psychopath and raved about that success Read the rest of this entry »

• The christmas tree looks best when standing inside of the branches looking out through the lights. Read the rest of this entry »

My husband and I were driving down the road when we saw two parrots by the side of the road, one alive, one dead. We were quickly struck with sadness for the living parrot obviously mourning its partner. But the next morning, the thought was still nagging me. How the hell did we KNOW the living parrot was mourning? Read the rest of this entry »

I don’t know why they call amphetamines ‘speed’.

There are many ways people slow down and the chronic use of speed is one of them. Read the rest of this entry »

I have a compliment I direct towards my closest friends. I call them ‘dag‘.

Now ‘dag‘ is an Australian term referring to a piece of poo left hanging from a sheep’s bottom when caught up in the wool of their tail.

Hardly an endearing term for one’s friends?

Well, ‘dag’ has had many transitions. Read the rest of this entry »

 We all have had that experience where we know someone but just can’t remember where we know them from. Face Blindness is like this except it happens all the time, even with people you know really really well. Read the rest of this entry »

I recently attended a reunion for my father’s mother’s side of the family (my paternal grandmother). Around a hundred people were present and as I circulated around the room, I was very struck by the warmth, realness and smiley nature of those present (and the distinctly self-owning more solitary nature of others).
I found in fact that many of the folks present were poets, writers, artists, musicians. Read the rest of this entry »