I know you told me so, and you can save your breath if a thought like that is coming up to the surface. It’s hard out here – in here, and god knows I’m hard enough on myself. But I do honestly appreciate you telling me so and also for taking the time to hear… Continue reading This isn’t about you it’s about me
Tag: creativewriting
Stead
I’ve thought from time to time that if I were someone else, I could find things in me to love. But I’m myself and I’ve never felt quite right with the idea of living on that plane. If I ever do build a home for myself it won’t be built out of reckless self-love, it’ll… Continue reading Stead
Wild Swimming
I sat down to write this and then I remembered that a month or so ago I recommended Sebald’s Rings of Saturn to someone having never actually read it. I now feel like a gargoyle and remember the conversation I had earlier about imposter syndrome. A bit pseudo for me. It makes me tired to… Continue reading Wild Swimming
October/Panther
I wrote these pieces in my second year of university in Brighton (2014). They were published (sort of) in the short fiction anthology that year. Last night someone told me I needed a reality check, and it made me miss this time a lot, which is ironic because at the time I was writing about… Continue reading October/Panther
Letters for Rent 