April30
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 »
April20
Last year we got some Jerusalem artichoke plants. Four innocuous little plants in small innocuous little pots. We planted them, excited about the idea of growing them and having such an exotic vegetable in the foreseeable future. Fast forward one year. Read the rest of this entry »
April15
We can commit constructive suicide every day
We can kill off the call to the adrenaline rush of threatening our own life
We can kill off the lust to provoke regret from our enemies
We can kill off the enjoyment of indulging in projections of our own self pity of how ‘they’ll all wish I’d lived’. Read the rest of this entry »
April15
 Someone wrote to me from out of the ether after getting my CD. It was a beautiful letter about feeling found through having connected with the songs but also the most tangible aloneness as though they were calling from the darkness somewhere. People forget that I too am a stranger Read the rest of this entry »
April15
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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April15
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 »
April15
Choices are like shopping, they are a supermarket. Some products will have too many additives and overpower the real subtleties and tastes with what’s imposed. Some products will be too candied, too salted, others all wrapper and Read the rest of this entry »
April15
I believe there are ‘boy mothers’ and ‘girl mothers’. Read the rest of this entry »
April15
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 »