Poetry, fiction, all that jazz
I write, I guess. I've been writing, I guess. All this time I've been jotting down haiku's and writing prose and short stories, all this time I've spent saying "Can you read this?" well, this is a accumulation of all that time. Thrown out onto a web page like a desperate grasp for validation and the feeling that I'm being productive.
My poetry is probably what most would call "sad". I write about love, loss and everything in between including that hollow feeling that lingers in the spaces where a human should be. I write about the struggles of mental health and how the world isn't always kind. Chirpy, right?!
What I do around here...
Lately I've been working on a fiction story called 'Faces of Faye' and I am hoping to be getting that to a point of sending to editors/publishers when I am feeling brave enough.
I am also working on a collection of picture books that focus on neurodivergent children and the SEN world. As a qualified SEN practitioner I have put my heart into telling the stories of children that do not approach or understand the world in the same way other people do. I am very proud of these stories and they have been sent to small publishers and I am also looking into self-publishing if, again, I'm feeling brave.
