A writer navigating reality and finding her way.
I was twenty, almost twenty – one, when I wrote a blog post about giving up writing for the sake of living my life. In the midst of pursuing my ultimate publishing dream, it had come to my attention that I’d forgotten to prioritise the people – and things – that made me happy as…
‘I’m writing a book!’ Oh, how I’ve said that sentence in a multitude of ways over the past six years. It started off quiet – A mumble when barely anyone was there to hear. Then, something changed – I changed. I grew in confidence, and it grew louder – more audible for those willing to…
I was thirteen when I received my first laptop and started writing my first book. The laptop and my book were of course, at the time, unrelated apart from the literal fact that one aided the creation of the other. But they sparked a passion – A hobby that I didn’t need to be good…
The build up to graduation was bittersweet. I was excited and scared … relieved and stressed about handing my dissertation in – the final step before it was officially over. I knew I wouldn’t fail, or do badly at all for that matter. But what I didn’t prepare myself for was after. After the essays…
After graduating over a month ago, it would seem that I’ve reached a weird crossroads in life. I’m a twenty-one year old who has never been out of education since the age of five. So, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling to adapt to this new kind of normal. Therefore, in…
