This feeling of gipsytude in me, of days with no name, not keeping time, not counting hours. The epitome of letting it be, que será, será...

an artist slash writer ⧿ she is trying to make it ⧿ I really don’t know what she does ⧿ but I love her very much ⧿ please don’t tell her...

There is no fucking maze, no fucking wall, no fucking way out because even the way in is a deception.

To be a writer means to write, every day. A minimum of words that make sense and are grammatically correct. Every day.

...explaining : it’s not an exorcism gone wrong, it’s menstrual pain! - to our coach driver while travelling in an Islamic country in 1981.

I want to dress like a combination of Lara Croft, Indiana Jones and Dr Hodgins (satchel and all), be adventurous...

In the background, La La Land soundtrack provides that kind of je ne sais quoi which we all need when writing. A mixture of rhythm, feel...

On Sat 22 and Sun 23 September, I have tagged along “others” for the Lancashire Encounter Festival. But it was way more than that. Jamie Holman, (artist, writer, and lecturer at Blackburn University and College) has been co-commissioned a piece titled Live the Dream with Fabrications, British Textile Biennial and Super Slow Way: a beautiful banner representing disused mills, past and present, acid house, JOY and HOPE. On Sat the performance piece was executed twice within the