Any other weekend, I’d be out and about. But not this weekend. Not this week. Not this month. And not for the foreseeable.
Make It SO 2020 (10-29 February) saw 19 locally-created, work-in-progress shows being performed and showcased over three weeks in NST's Studio space. The festival – in its second year! – was a chance for actors and creators to get feedback on performances and gain much-needed reactions, while getting their names out to new audiences.
Talking is a hugely important part of normalising discussions surrounding mental health, breaking down barriers and making change possible. But there is so much more to be done.
Love isn't all fanfares and flowers, or fantasies and fancy dates.
I am posting this the morning after the 2019 General Election. For many, now is not a very celebratory time; however, here's a poem I wrote about exactly that. Celebration.
No, you’re not mistaken; I have actually published a blog post - for the first time in a while! It’s been two months since I did my last Monthly Muses post. I’ll give you the usual excuse; life has been busy. No, I mean it. It's been really, really busy.
Autumn has well and truly arrived. The rain has been almost relentless over the last week, the skies are perpetually grey, and all of a sudden the pavements are darker and damper and coated in leaves.
I apologise too much. It's not a good thing – but I still maintain that I'd rather be sorry than not.
It's hard to keep positive when you feel like you're 'failing', and supposed successes surround you at every swipe.
When Dear Damsels asked us to submit pieces on the theme of 'Growth', the first thing that sprung to mind was one of the biggest lessons I've learned with age. It's hard to get your head around the fact that people don't really care about what you're doing, or what you're wearing, as much as … Continue reading Poem | Nobody Cares