In honour of being accepted to University to study English and pursue my dreams, I have written the following post. It is a strange feeling to think about being a student again at 35 years of age. I have spent fifteen years as a wife and mother. It's exciting to continually discover who I am. … Continue reading Unveiling



I imagine losing my eye sight and I can no longer hand press words onto pages. Waves of sound roll around in my brain but are trapped by an assault of darkness. The vibrations of whispered secrets seep from my soul and trickle down my pale and veined arms into fingers, knobby and arthritic. Ink … Continue reading Torment