Okay, real talk: writer’s block sucks. Like, big time. Especially when you’re a mum to three little humans all under four (yep, been there), juggling snack demands, tantrums, and somehow trying to squeeze in writing while your coffee gets cold... again. Some days, it feels like your brain just shuts down and the words disappear.… Continue reading Writer’s Block? 8 Tips to Overcome It and Find Inspiration for Your Writing
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Instructions For Relocation: A Short Story
TOLD AS AN INSTRUCTION MANUAL PURPOSE To outline the correct procedure for departure, transport, and arrival for an assisted emigrant departing Ireland for resettling in the Australian colonies. Follow each step in sequence. Deviation is discouraged. Step 1: Arrive at Point of Departure Present yourself at the designated quay before sunrise. Standing is preferable to… Continue reading Instructions For Relocation: A Short Story
How To Manage a Panic Attack: A Poem
First, name what’s happening, keep it plain.Not danger, not loss, you're not going insane.Just say: my body’s alarm is very loud,a storm in my chest, a nervous cloud. Sit where your feet can feel the floor.Let gravity help you just a little more.Tile or carpet, ground or mat,the world will hold you where you’re at.… Continue reading How To Manage a Panic Attack: A Poem
Final Notice: A Poem Written As A Public Service Announcement
PUBLIC NOTICE // SHIPWIDE ANNOUNCEMENT Attention all passengers!This vessel has cometo the end of its path.Not a failure.Not an error.An arrival There is no return trajectory.There never was. A reminder:Waking may hurt.You may feel losttight in the chest,with quiet certaintythat something has gone missing.This is expected.It will not pass. Please note:Earth is no longer available.It… Continue reading Final Notice: A Poem Written As A Public Service Announcement
Understanding the Power of Show, Don’t Tell in Writing
When I first started writing, I used to think telling was just fine. “She was scared,” I’d write, hoping that would be enough. But then I learned that showing is what makes stories come alive. It's the magical way to let readers truly step into your character's shoes and feel the moment. For example, instead… Continue reading Understanding the Power of Show, Don’t Tell in Writing
The Long Passage: A Short Story
The quay in Dublin was always wet. It didn't matter if it was raining or sunny; there was always moisture coating the surface. Stone blocks were darkened permanently by salt and water, the original colour long forgotten. Ropes were wound around iron posts, stiff and strained from the beating they received from the salt water… Continue reading The Long Passage: A Short Story
Like A Phoenix: A Poem
The fire doesn’t roarit hums,a soft, slow songof endings dissolvingand new beginnings. It curls around the bonesof everything we thought we were,a kiss of heat,a tender goodbye. It burns,it hurts,but it's never cruel.It is the knowingthat nothing is lostwhen the moment comesto shed our skin. In the flames,the shadows we carriedmelt away,turning to ash,soft as… Continue reading Like A Phoenix: A Poem
The Awakening: A Dialogue Only Short Story
“Hello?” "Good. You’re awake.” “Where am I?” “You’re safe.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only answer that's needed.” “I can’t feel my legs. Why can't I feel my legs?” “Your motor control will normalise.” “Who are you?” “Elias.” “What's my name?” “Charlotte.” "Why doesn't that name mean anything to me?" "I don't know." “Why… Continue reading The Awakening: A Dialogue Only Short Story
Harnessing the Power of Feedback: How to Use Critique to Improve Your Manuscript
As a writer working on my novel and a mother to three kids aged four and under, feedback has been one of the most powerful, and sometimes most intimidating, parts of my creative journey. When your days are a whirlwind of toddler tantrums, snack negotiations, and endless nappy changes, sitting down to write feels like… Continue reading Harnessing the Power of Feedback: How to Use Critique to Improve Your Manuscript
Stay: A Short Story
Felicity almost didn’t unlock the door. She stood on the porch with her suitcase tipped awkwardly on one wheel, rain dripping down her face, the key warm and faintly damp in her palm. The building made small sounds: walls creaking, a muted thud somewhere above. But it was the steadiness that made her neck prickle.… Continue reading Stay: A Short Story