Ladies and Gentleman (and non-binaries), I have written and illustrated a book which I have self-published on Amazon. The book is called Phonetic A Bee Seas, a rather hilarious pun on ‘ABCs’, if I say so myself. Continue reading Phonetic A Bee Seas
A feminist novel, focusing on female safe spaces within the context rape culture.
The preface to my creative writing MA dissertation.
It’s only a rough draft, and I guess I just wanted to see what people think…
Continue reading We Don’t Dance For You – Preface
My review of Rachel Kushner’s ‘The Mars Room’… Continue reading The Mars Room (review)
I managed only to brush past the closing doors of the train at Sheffield station. I didn’t have time to look back onto the platform, I was too consumed by checking that my hands were clasped around the correct bag. Lilac and denim, with turquoise straps, just like they said. Continue reading Trains
The author attends a weekly counselling service with her therapist. It is a unique form of Cognitive Behavioural Therapy that uses art to enable catharsis. This week, they are discussing the assignment pieces. Continue reading Writing Therapy (reflective commentary on ‘Spitting Pips’ and ‘Poppies Are Red’)
When I was a little girl, I believed that if I swallowed the pip from a cherry I would grow into a tree. I think everybody used to think that – maybe. Continue reading Spitting Pips
Rocking up looking like Kelly Clarkson, circa 2006.
My head literally wants to tear itself off of my own body though.
Help me, heeeeelp, there’s a rabid badger clawing at my scalp! Continue reading Dear Wanker-Hairdresser, (Barry Saga, Part One)
Written in 2014, inspired by Timothy West’s ‘This Gun That I Have in My Right Hand is Loaded’ (1972)
To be used as en example of a really bad radio drama. Continue reading Radio Drama