Who am I?
I am a wordsmith, a writer, an translator of tales.
I have been writing since I was a child, for me back then the only thing better than writing was to read. I continued that escape as an adult, took Creative Writing at university, joined writing groups to hone my abilities, wrote for pleasure and for business.
Now I have become brave enough to share my words without fear. Create and share words for myself, my entertainment, my self-discovery.
Enveloped by the blanket of poverty.
Not warm, comforting, safe … but smothering and itchy
Woven from worry wool.
I've been so conflicted lately, I have always had an interest in fantasy and fairies and elves and the endless possibilities yet there's also a science-y tech-y side to me which wants to pooh-pooh the woo. But then, journaling out my thoughts the other day I had a...read more
There have been so many changes in myself and my life over the last few years which have brought me to this place of emergence into a new liferead more
We mill around the lobby of a four star hotel, cosplayers looking awesome, geeky tees worn proudly, all our quirks on display ... and we know that there are 'normal' people looking at us and thinking "what a bunch of geeks". Some, not all, will be...read more
Jack Knight is a graphic artist and owner of Knighttime Creations. Here is his story. What successes have you had from being part of the ESTA community? I've made some great connections with other local business owners which has led to a variety of...read more
Jaffa was jostled / squished in the pack / he wanted some space / not a poke in the back He wriggled a bit / he wraggled a lot / the wrapping gave way / he was off like a shot Rolled over the table / stopped short at the edge / bet you just thought / he would fall off...read more
I have had enough. Everywhere I see people (usually men) using their religious beliefs to keep women in their place. It’s disgusting, it’s discriminatory, and it’s despicable. I’verecently listened to a call-in on BBC Radio Oxford (because it’s International Women’s...read more
It’s been there, niggling at the recesses of my mind, there’s been something missing – and it’s been missing for a long time. Conversation. And I’m not talking small talk, and I’m not meaning discussions of various (and awesome) geeky movies/tv shows. Although the...read more
I am here, I will always be here ... and yet I'm tired, and I do not want to be here. I do not want to be in this place of sadness and failure. I no longer wish to reside in the land of lack and loss. I want to be ... elsewhere, anywhere but here. In the void, in...read more
Set up by Sophie over at One Unique, Huddle and Cuddle is a campaign to help raise awareness of mental health issues buy using the means of social media. Influencers have teamed up to help this campaign and to spread the word, allowing people to never feel alone by...read more
A small corner of her brain mourned. Recalled the comfort of her lost friend's arms around her, the safe feeling of knowing they were there and there for her alone. Except they weren't. They were there for themselves, insinuating bonds of fear and doubt, invisible yet...read more
Self-care can be a funny beast. We are told, we know deep inside, that we have to practise self care in order to be our best for the world - put your own oxygen mask on first. Yet often I wonder how much of what I do is self care and how much is selfish. For instance,...read more