So I was invited on a BAME and marginalised voices writing retreat. It was for those who are under-represented in the writing and publishing world. I guess ideally this would never have come about because no one would be on the edges and left out. The reality though is that I am less likely to… Continue reading Writing Retreats and Free Apples
Don't get me wrong... I moved 3 and a half years ago, but I left my workshop. The paints, pencils, artwork... everything frozen in time. But there have been problems. The workshop got a leak, there was a flood... The artwork started to deteriorate. There was a mold that started to creep across the… Continue reading Moving
"Look at me," the teacher said. "Look at me," said a friend. "Look at me," said a boss. "Look at me," said a customer. Look at me. They were the words that followed me around until I was twenty. Then finally a friend asked something that no one had. "Why can't you look at me?"… Continue reading To truly see
Do you rely on them? I have in the past. I've even lost friends over them when my instinct has come so close to truth that they have become frightened I was some kind of psychic... I'm not. I just rely on instinct. If someone has been angry all week and you have a meeting… Continue reading Instinct
I get nervous all the time. It happens as I sit in my workshop or out when I'm walking, shopping or being with friends. Don't get me wrong there is nothing that has changed except I have friends. Five years ago I would have been hard pushed to name five, now they are everywhere and… Continue reading Nervous
I wear glasses, a lot... In truth all the time. I am particularly blind without them. If you know about eyes then I have astigmatism, a squint and myopia. If you don't know eyes then I have nearsightedness, I can't see horizontal or vertical and if I get tired my right eye can look at… Continue reading Blur
It's snowing here in Wales. What does that mean? Well, more accidents than normal. I mean, so far there have been two in a small village not far away and at least one on the coast road. Doesn't sound like much? I suppose if I lived in a large urban area it wouldn't be but I… Continue reading Snow!
Most people will tell you that I'm not really much of a party animal, and they'd be right. When I was a young sprightly youth I did the raves and the nightclubs, but now I'm more about the conversation and the people I'm with. Not so much the dancing and the beat. So last night… Continue reading A social evening…
That is what I saw on a form I was filling out. Do I? I mean technically I am but to I consider myself disabled? Oh, meet me in the street and you will see nothing. In fact you will probably notice nothing. I don't blame anyone for not. I do not have a neon… Continue reading Do you consider yourself disabled?
Basically my funding application has been refused for my PhD. Which means that even if I am given a place I can't go, unless there is a sudden influx of money or some other funding comes available. Oh! Look! A flying pig and it's wearing a purple cardigan with pink spots... Okay - I'm being… Continue reading Bad news…