Through my 20s, I still believed in that future vision, that I could soar in my career and creative ventures, stilettos on, man at side, one child in my handbag …
Tag: new writing
Paper Snowflakes
As the cymbals crashed and the violins swooned, the girls twirled around in white Broderie Anglais dresses, spinning like ethereal wraiths in a momentary merry game. Some were mere girl-lings, …
The perils of an overactive imagination
Old Native American tribes believed that when you took a photo of someone, you stole their soul. I've always wondered, according to the belief, what happens to that soul - …
What’s in a name?
I had found my tribe amongst London’s club kids and show queens and other such tender renegade types. We all had fantabulous character names that we’d given ourselves, and no …
