Emerging, and mortality
On 10th December 2024 everything stopped - I was diagnosed with breast cancer aged 44.
Here we are, and at
Twenty Months Later
The last post I wrote here was called 'hiatus'... and that was a long time ago. I think
2020 vision
Things are changing in 2020.
At this very moment, I'm trying to change my work and career, and
Things Mike said
Mike was a colleague I used to know a little when I worked at the library service in North Yorkshire,
Double negative
Some of the most annoyingly cliched advice that people prone to depressive thinking receive is to "think positively"
Word-baiting
The poem, distanced, courses through the blood
My struggling language clamouring for air.
These empty windows mock the stammering
Of
The Boy Who Cried Wolf: theatre review
The ensemble cast of three open and close The Boy Who Cried Wolf with the ‘clickety click’ of their knitting
Review of Ripon Cathedral's lunchtime concerts: Josephine Peach
“There’s one thing you must tell him – let him explore.” Josephine Peach’s advice to me for my 7
Writing and existing
This was written when I moved my personal blog onto yorkshirewords.com.
Attentive followers will have seen that I previously
A creative choice
An open letter to James Rhodes, pianist (in reply to his article).
James, on the off-chance you do read this