‘When We Unfurl’ (a Poem)

We breathe With the urgency Of a soul reawakened From the sleep of the ancients: One who has forgotten the brisk air of winter, For whom sunlight is a distant memory, And the dappled surface of morning clouds Nothing but a bygone dream. When we unfurl, When we stretch our wings, The Earth itself will…

Why Write?

Earlier today, I answered a question that was put to the writing community of Instagram as part of the #AuthorsChallenge2019: “why write?” Reflecting on that question has deeply inspired me. It has reminded me exactly why I’m so driven to sit down, day after day, and continue to work on refining my novel manuscripts, even…

My Post-#NaNoWriMo Reflections

The wild, often frustrating, yet incredibly mind-expanding experience that was #NaNoWriMo: what can I say about it? Now that it’s December and the dust has settled, I look back on the whole thing with an enormous sense of gratitude. I’m so happy that I took on this challenge and saw it through to the bitter…

#NaNoWriMo: How I’m Maintaining My Momentum

A week ago today, I embarked on the wild ride that is NaNoWriMo: National Novel Writing Month. This annual writing odyssey – during which participants challenge themselves to finish the entire first draft of a novel in just one month – occurs every November. I’ve known about this formidable challenge for a couple of years,…

‘Your Solace’ (a Poem)

You never believed that solace was in sight:It’s not our way, your conscience said.Our way isThe path of fortitude. Our way isEver-sacrificingEver-selfless,Ever ready to place ourselvesInto the line of fireAnd never complain of burns. We are the rockThat stands still always:The solaceThe strengthThe shelterFor those who cannot stand alone. You never believed that your solace…

Creative Writing – ‘The First Sign’

This is a prologue to the short story ‘Pitiful … Or Am I?’ that I shared on this blog at the start of August. Now, as the month draws to a close, it feels right to return to it: to learn more about the determined, resolute character who leapt out at me, demanding to be…

Creative Writing – ‘Storm Warning’

Five fifteen, the alarm clock screams insistently, and then, after what seems like an interval of two seconds, five thirty. Shit! Really? Alan will kill her if she’s late into work again. Leanne stumbles blearily out of her bed and into the hall, her hands reaching out for the bathroom door. These 7 a.m. shifts will…

Preparing for Autumn and Reigniting the Creative Spark

It has been quite a while since I posted, thanks to life, work, and most significantly, a general sense of creative drought within my life. Today, I’m choosing to break the silence by writing about … well, creative drought. Given that my last post discussed literal drought, a distinct theme seems to be emerging here……

Creative Writing – ‘2070’ (Full Story)

This is the full version of 2070, which I previously published on my blog in two instalments (part one is here and part two is here). I’m posting it here in its entirety for people who would prefer to read it all in one instalment. This story is based on a dream I had last week,…

Creative Writing – ‘2070’ (Part Two)

This is a continuation of my most recent short story, 2070 (part one can be read here). In the previous instalment, Michael had walked to a purpose-built escape unit with his family to escape an imminent volcanic eruption on their island. He and his beloved elderly dog, Murphy, are now in an escape pod, hurtling…