The good, the bad and whatever else happens

Histrionics aside, my body is losing against this infection. I refuse to say 'losing the fight' because I have an uncomfortable relationship with the militarisation of illness and death. But no matter what I put into my body, 'it is winning',  as my doctor said this morning. He also wanted to re-admit me back into hospital, … Continue reading The good, the bad and whatever else happens

The week that was …

Last weekend saw me help shepherd my sister out of the shadows of a broken marriage and into freedom. Freedom from years and seasons of pain and sacrifice, and freedom born out of an indelible cost to her humanity and identity as a woman. A big group of people who love her ferried her out of … Continue reading The week that was …

Regime #4 gets a smashing review (as does my poem)

I am, at my very core, a poet. Along with memoir, it was the first form of writing I chanced upon as a child. I wrote my first memoir when I was six - cute and heart-heavingly sad. I still have it - or at least my Mum does. HB on foolscap. Illustrated. But this post … Continue reading Regime #4 gets a smashing review (as does my poem)

Ineka

I have posted this before, but because it's 26 years today since my beautiful friend Ineka died, I thought I'd do a re-post. She deserves it. I was 10 when Ineka died and my life changed forever. There's so much to write about Ineka, but here's just one story. * I have always been captivated … Continue reading Ineka

Books on my bedside table …

What I'm reading (and re-reading) this month: {fiction} Sufficient Grace by Amy Espeseth Beneath a Darkening Sky by Majok Tulba   {non-fiction} Collins Italian Dictionary The Tree in Changing Light by Roger McDonald (re-read) Last American Man by Elizabeth Gilbert The Bhagavad Gita Writing the Memoir by Judith Barrington A Room of One's Own by … Continue reading Books on my bedside table …