Writings & More
Somewhere, buried in the depths of heartbreak was the invitation to “heart broken open”. The greatest risk. But it glittered boldly, in an otherwise colourless desert. So I followed my star. Heart broken open brings light to the shadows. There’s no place to hide the rough edges, the grime, or the tender underbelly. The light penetrates further and wakes the hibernating beast. Joy, unconditional joy. Here she sits, in the tatters of what was broken, and she loves it all.
Why I Write Voices
The elephant in the room. Reading between the lines. Dancing round handbags.
The English language and the British culture leaves a lot unsaid.
Whether it’s is a story that wasn’t told, an undercurrent in a proud boast, or something we love but aren’t brave enough to say.
There’s an ocean of words that go unspoken.
Voices intends to capture little snippets of these words, and give them a chance to be heard.
Factual or fantastical, personal or universal, secret or open. Any resemblance to any living person exists only in your mind.