Tag: writing from experience

Journaling From Wales Part II

There's only a few entries left, a lot of my energies spent fighting off a tooth infection. It's all settled now but it really knocked me out. Tuesday 18th June We took and evening walk, the sun staying up well past returning. We ventured across steep fields, sturdy as mountain goats in walking boots. My … Continue reading Journaling From Wales Part II

Representation

I am reading Pet by Akwaeke Emezi. Within the first two chapters it has sensitively and honesty portrayed the experience of a selectively mute black trans girl in a utopian future. Such quick work but I'm already absorbed. why do I think it’s so hard to write minority characters? I’m scared to go back to … Continue reading Representation

Home

Today I have been working on a piece to send into the course co-ordinator, the theme being home, and what it means. As soon as I got out of my own head the words flowed freely. Home has been intangible for me growing up. Split between houses, are they both home or neither? Can a … Continue reading Home

It’s In My Nature

My mood is unpredictable. Extreme lows and hours of lethargy come before obsessive bouts of activity. Its difficult to find balance. Yesterday I began writing a piece for Dear Damsels on the theme nature. The words came in a flurry. laptop on my knees, rain and wind beat at the windows. Dark thoughts colouring each … Continue reading It’s In My Nature

Is It Over Yet?

Christmas time is a beautiful and wonderful thing, from seeing family and friends to chocolate oranges and fairylights strewn across buildings. However it is also draining, physically and mentally. Money worries and family politics. That's not to mention the inevitable illness that comes from doing too much and eating out of a routine. It's a … Continue reading Is It Over Yet?

Keep on Writing

Again didn't get a chance to post yesterday. Asthma struck again. In the morning I kept on working on my Novel. I'm hoping one day soon I'll  be able to write a thousand words or so in a sitting like I did in my first draft. I miss that freedom. Writing group last night was … Continue reading Keep on Writing