Between the words

I’ve always loved words; I’m a writer, how can I not? The dictionary and thesaurus are two of my best buddies, taking up sacred space on my desk. I get a thrill from massaging what are essentially strings of sound into meaning that connects people; helping...

My place or yours?

I used to spend a lot of time in other people’s heads. Usually they were boyfriends, work colleagues, close family or friends; sometimes they were acquaintances or even strangers I’d only met once. Mostly, I went in there because I wanted to know what they...

A sacred place just for us

Please, please, open the door, I pleaded, experiencing my first ever panic attack as my best friend remained locked away in the bathroom with my precious diary. I was just 16 years old and already planning the suicide letter I’d leave my parents. If he read my...

How honest are our conversations?

Spend a day asking people how they are and you’ll probably be able to count the responses on your one hand: good, busy, well, ok and fine. Personally, I’m a third generation I’m fine’ girl. Once when I mentioned to a friend that my grandmother...

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