I asked a writing friend this recently and she looked at me liked I’d finally lost it. Said friend was taking on projects like there was no tomorrow, racing against the clock to get them done and move on to the next. Rest? Day off? Hair cut? Who even has time for that stuff when...

Before I threw myself into freelance writing and client proposals took over my life, I use to write a lot on the writing process, creativity and the emotions that lead us to the page. Writing is so many things. A release, a chance to explore, a way to reveal ourselves without being seen. There is...

‘I can’t promise I’ll be perfect, though boy will I be grateful’ I’m always saying to myself I’ll write a gratitude list. Tonight, tomorrow, at the weekend. 2021 passed. A whirlwind of heartbreak and opportunity, progress and failures, good days, bad weeks… You know the drill. Not one gratitude list was written. 2022 I will...

Do you believe in fairy tales? I do. I have done since my Mum first introduced me to the wonderful world of Disney. Bright lights, castles, pretty dresses, adventures, I wanted it all. And over the last twenty years, I have had my fair share. There is something about this time of year that feels...

When I resorted to Twitter last Thursday afternoon to ask “has anyone seen my mojo?” I discovered (with relief) I’m far from alone. Keeping mojo’s perky versus the montage of life’s demands seems to trip many writer’s up as we walk the creative path. We need to chat about the elusive magic that keeps our...

“We all have dreams that exist outside ourselves, we see them in the stars at night, they inspire us to keep reaching” What is that existence beyond ourselves? What is it about the stars and moon, reading our horoscopes or googling mercury retrograde, that even just for a moment, pulls us away from the mundane? ...

‘Just like the moon at times we shine bright, and at times we hide in the dark’ I have been riding the rollercoaster of creativity for many years now, I could have written this back when I first started. You see back then; I still embraced my woo-woo. I bounced through my day on it....